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about those that want to see you fall

Wake papi up to party, follow the money
We ain't never got to worry
Don't you wanna feel it in your soul
Inequity

wakes up late at night in a cold sweat
Oh god, is it done? Is it over yet
How long till these dreams go away
Over and over exactly the same
Like a movie

And I'm happy to prove
They be saying Mr. Man
As referred by Kenzie Hughes
I'm making moves
6'4 clear skin
I can never lose
Niggas see me
And try to copy

I'm purdy
Bitch you crazy it's no safety on this thirty man just shut the fuck up
Big body benz Big body benz Big body benz
Big body benz Big body benz

to pick it up it's falling out of my coat
I got the body of a goblin and the head of a goat
All my speakers knockin cause I put on a show
I like to shoot

and her cheeks and all over her
Nowadays I know more is less
You clean up your head turn around and there's still all this mess
Couple times where I failed

to the ground
The mafia is here to clean up the mess
Bitches dead on the floor, man, that's a success
Cleaning up the dead weight
Bruh, this shit a wreck
Don

leagues and give all the proceeds
To kids who need Jesus and water that's so clean
I'm patched up, no morphine
Only one man when I sweat, give me more Sheen

That's the right direction and when you slip up take correction
Everybody's leveling up in this game of life
My flow awkward let me get it right
I just

a visit 
cye
3 shots that's my limit 
cye
HEMI this not rented 
cye
Ma say she want a clean version but this shit get explicit 
cye
Niggas say they making

Molly's made a grim realization
cll the thoughts in her head added up like a clean equation
cnd though she wishes that she still had some hope
You

bars
Like I'm signin up for Rehab
Better go and get a C-PcP
Hangin with me ! I put ya to sleep
Promise you gone need that
Renegade, guess it's just in my

I keep bouncin back from the lows 

I never thought that I would be in that situation 
c young man over taken by temptation
I'm sittin in my car

ratatat tatting all these so called rappers with their face tatted 
That don't come clean man 

Imagine being 55 with face tats 
Imagine looking back

pressure?
Big gas bunning, know it's cool we In a Tesla
I certainly don't go by ya typical standards
The man with demands
Think you mj
I got answers
Vybes

flags so I open up the book and get in my Bible bag
Living by the word so I turn to a better man
The Holy Spirit guiding me helping me understand
To get

bitches sink
I'm platinum and you're rinky dink
Five star everything, what the fuck you think
Nose up, my shit don't stink
You can tell by my finger ring

Marry the preacher man still moving  like a sinner /
Toxic
Cut all ties and she still bitter 
Steady ringing your phone (blow it up ) like you still with

Alphabet City 2 A.M.
Never thought I'd be this kind of man.
No I  I don't feel guilty, but my hands aren't clean
Against the current, walking up

always pick up when I call
Even with nothing to say at all 
You’ve been the only man 
To never break my heart

HOOK:
Cuz Youuuuuuu
It's always been

Rollin' 7s 'cause I'm gifted
Blessed to be the man
Backed by the master plan
World domination
World champs again
All I do is win
Khaled really knew
God had

a way that is tough to describe
Never getting comfortable, I'm up while they slumber tonight
But what I practice is enough to befuddle your mind
That shit

VERSE 1:
Big George kept the peace
Told everybody he’d clean up the streets
Watch for trouble, calling the cops
Never could get that crime wave

Down on the bayou
There lives an old man
Makes his living
By working with his hands
When the sun goes down
You can hear that funky sound
He starts