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philly I tell her all my visions ambitions to make a Millie she get me and tell everything that one day will be thats why all of my thoughts tend to temp

it for your own, nobody's gon do it for you
Knew this one when I went through hard times 
Told my mom that this time I'm gonna blow up
Didn't sit for

4 quarter down, two low clock
Buzz like a robot, no shock
Face in her pussy then lip lock
Good kush by the ziplock
Every time I drop it's a good day

a jump of faith?
My next album is about time travel for high class societies, just wait for it and listen how I get
into other's lives
Because mine dances

to pain and repercussions
I know I said that I live my life for Jesus
But at times I might come across as a non believer 
Faith shaken by heartaches

We did everything collectively. Down to videos, down to, you know, what songs come out, we talked about sequencing, albums, artist signing,

directly next to me
I'm rocking khakis
Like Jake from State Farm
At the North Italia
For drinks and chicken parm
Uh-huh
10:30 closing time at the club
Uh-huh

that amble
Take his last rock

Indiana's all time greatest
But I ain't satisfied fuck the rap game
I'm your favorite by a landslide
Whether niggas know

hit that replay
Imma make it on one of these days
Only got my rhymes to be the keepsake
Where the album at? Got no release date
Staring at the top got

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

Fuck around and drop another album, that's a 3 peat
But maybe I should take some time and make you niggas miss me
Would you miss me?
Or draw a line in

it
Rise and shine hustle time
Let get this day, aight
Yo Blue Rivers, you gon have to help me out bruh
Oh ya, sorry - sorry I'm late
Uh, welcome

Wish I could take it back to 2012 so we could start again
Uh been in my zone tryna complete this album
Then this tragedy hit it kinda killed the outcome

I start off my day counting these racks in the back
Ian tryna conversate
How a nigga claim he get money
But spend his time in another nigga face
I do

on an island with flowers in the fields
Tripping on the time slipping me by
Why do I try gripping my mind?

This is for my mother in the nature with the rain

me, yeah
Baby, baby
Baby girl is so fine, knew she'd be mine
Meet me by the seaside, the waves is knee high
Wish I had more free time or a rewind button

the
And all that time I been spendin' in a day
Thinkin' bout whether you notice
Whether you- oo- oo- whether you oo- oo-
Whether you
And all that time I been

on the ceiling, I'm the anti-villain
Raised in the time Wea we eat or start to rumble
Album number 4, sit back n remain humble
Off the set, count up the dead,

fell on our faces

You'd show me albums that spoke to your heart
We'd drive to the beach and I'd play my guitar
This was our time, our story
And we had

Inhale the smoke, take a toke
Come float in my ocean, there's room in my boat
Twist the rope, make a note
One day we all croak but there's always

it out says my message 
From the last time I settled for a lesser day to make better space
For the pages of passion and notes of my notoriety
Maybe

to understand:
I wrote this album with my dad
Said he didn't matter if he was after Texas Red
But this beat boutta put a heavy bounty on my head
By next Wednesday

niggas ain't got em
Why you try and paint that picture
When you really ain't bout it
Why every song that I make
Belong on the album
By the time you

We join our hero's again at a melancholy stage
No more time to reminisce about the good old days
Cults have ascended, escape velocity reached