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accomplished the next will 
Put chills on the Cuban, I’m just keeping the neck ill
Ain’t even dropped the album I’m just high off my first deal 
Only increased

for tests (You need to study for tests)
Don’t even get out the house (You need to go do your dirt)
You can just stay here and rest (You ain't got time

I made the mistake of giving too much I couldn’t get back
Crazy I couldn’t realize until it was in the past
I’d spent so much time at her house like

I walked through the door with you
The air was cold
But something about it felt like home somehow
And I, left my yarn there at your owner's house

Turned the condo to a tree house
Way too many b****** in this b****,
I hadda re count
But i go back to the hood to play with pots n pans
Album done if

bitch with it
Roll up the smoke pump the heat and touch that smooth kitten
Playing Nas album it was written
They wishing they could make my demise
Back in

the sun
And we play burning down the house 
until the cows come home

What if time's a cycle
Ridden by a man named Michael
Who is 13.8 billion years late

Gassing in the uber to lyft my mind to a new place
Aint get back in the house til after 1 i guess im too late
She yelling and she tripping must be

and out of the picture
All of her siblings used to be real proud of their sister
But she been speedy as a style on a album by Twista
Dudes still view her

to overcome it all but I can't
I can't, I can't
I'm overcome by my emotions
Self loathing is ferocious
Sad, cause I probably do it the mostest
Even if you hear

the GOAT, young GOAT

Hold up, hold up

I am the GOAT, young GOAT

Yeah I’m definitely drug free, may smoke a n**** 
(reference: “best thang smokin” album by

Tricked by my heart with a bluff,
I wish I had one I could trust,
My head and heart rarely cooperate
It felt so good thinking I was in love,
I was

for you
Ultra maniac industry creation
I think Blarny's gone above his station
It all switched when the second album dropped
Nobody bought it plus

You can get the chrome get
The fitted off your dome
This shit you think you know think
I'm kiddin' then you wrong
This ain't no song, just flexin' by

it, I'm out the closet, I got a lot a pride
But I'm just getting by
So what do you expect me to do?
I'm out here trying to learn myself while I'm trying

to the top
Of this mountain climbing steadily but then I stop
Overwhelmed by feeling of what happens if I drop
12 song album no one likes it and it flops
No

An album by Ben Varney
June 11th

the fact it's real is so appealing
Cross faded as fuck, don't have to feel our feelings
Surrounded by my boys and we all higher than the ceiling
They my

And Jolly
A green giant
Telling you stories
While it's happening
Call it Jolly tales
My album
Made it to the top
And it never fell
Wishing star
Shine bright

Back in nineteen ninety five...
I used to start it off like:

Yo The R is up in the building
All arms is to the ceiling
Next album imma hit

to your door
Come in yo house and fuck up yo décor
I'll act an ass all up on your porch
I'm on that shit like, pass me the torch
Sorry my nigga I just want

make my own plays I don't play by the book
Battlefield 2042, don't get shook
Coming soon get ready for my album Matrix 1
I'm going to the penthouse

To get me a cup of water look down on my shirt blood stains I need
A lawyer I left out of the house this shit is horror the lady walking her
Dog said your

Ya & fuck it if I miss the bar by a mile
Man i'm just speaking my mind