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my words i hope that I'll be compensated tenfold
But you know that by the crackers all the money is controlled
So I'm hoping that they fucking with

OK you ready
Are you ready for this
Are you ready for this
Monica Faricy everybody
Welcome to the album
We're here to welcome you into this space

when I drop projects
They tails is tucked
The album is on the speakers of bitches I used to fuck
Now I'm getting threatened by niggas I used to trust
My

an album but I really hate recording
How much does my dream mean if it feels like a plan B
See, life gave me my lemons
But I can't make no queen B
Dollars in

me
To a list of problems longer than he snoozing
On all my albums that's alarming to me and with each stack up the result's
excuses
What he lack is

on all my albums
FUCKED around and found the fountain of youth
Made that top billing billing this zoot
Used to have dreams of shooting them hoops
Now 24/7

to the couch soon
Take a Valium
But I'm popping em by the mouthful
Got my head spinning
Like I'm stuck on an album
The rem sleep got me tempting
Got me venting

dodgin debacles like pot holes in Jamaica,
We cut down the weed, bury the paper on dem acres.
Martin had a dream, Bob got high,
I still do both but somehow

mane 
Is how I feel about your career
I seen you do this all my life mane 
We both lived out our dreams
And continuing to do so 
Bless the world with

you dont want to
It's ok to dream but do it or it'll haunt you
Protect your energy by any means cuz it's all we got
Cuz frenemies with jelousy want it

not what it would seem
Because this specific album: it was all a dream

gotta album
Why bumz so mad, cuz they never knew the outcome?
Gotta spit it all out gum
First place in the race, cuz did it on outrun
Life on a lease like

If my eyes could see by faith I'd move mountains and seas
It only takes a small amount a mustard seed
I know it's going to happen because I believe

money stolen by my uncle
Stashed in a shoebox
It be the ones who love you huh
Or so I thought
I wonder what he bought
Half a grand in the stash
For some

with this idea in my mind
The first album i dropped, had to be one of a kind
I had to shake up the game, and send it through the grapevine
So i hid every

Martin had a dream
You cats are dry, money moisturises, cash is fucking cream
I could fold your lady but I wouldn't want to wrap your queen
Or crack her

and beyond that this rap game is a contest
And if you don't give your all then you get by passed
It's a political shark tank and this is the plot twist

with the bobber
I'm hallow inside my emotions like riding bikes
I don't even think about em (Nah)
Don't dream about em, hey tell me bout this girl
You

at mang?
I drop my first album and then D-Day came
Step out my car
Raised the bar that CD: "Pdank"
Back when rap night was hosted by DJ Shade
Took guys by

that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine

if
Our oppressors like our lyrics
Only by crushing your aspirations can
We maintain this? situation
Only by crushing the dreams
Of your kids quick
Can

If only by crushing your aspirations
Can they maintain this here situation
Only by destroying the dreams
Of your kids quick
Can they keep their

bastard
The streets were my father
Hard headed and stubborn, hate to take orders
Fucked by scholarships
Flushed down the toilet
Hurt me to my heart so
I'm

Yeah
Feels good to be home baby
Album of the motherfucking year you hear me
Yeah
Welcome to the sorrow
I can feel the changes
Walking down