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dawg mi nuh need glasses
Hundred million you know what that is?
Yeah mi affi rich like champagne poppy
Bwoy them a pree true me life style happy
them

Blvksh33p in it
It Xeyething
M one music
Lets go
Alright den
Yeah

Nah no time to laugh an skin
Money fi ah fly like ah damn wicket
Everybody happy

the sounds

Happy that I made it off some shit that I made in the house
Getting loud, people in the crowd and they about to shout
I love you, I love you
Until

Did a show at happy place
Right by where my granny stay
Had cookouts on Saturdays
damn I miss them Saturdays
Free my dogs the faster way
Feel like

I wear what I want cuz
It don’t hurt nobody
I wear what I want
Cuz it’s my body-ody-ody

I’m a life-size bitch
Life-size bitch

I got a 100 different

darling
To help you on your way

Not one time, not a hundred
But every time I'll be
Reaching out to hold you
Whenever you need me

Making your life happy
Is

to the bag like a soldier
We ready for war we gon step 'til the finish
I don't give a fuck if nobody was wit me
I'll step by myself do this shit independent

80k at home and 80k on all on my chains 
But when brother ask for 100 he gone get it all today 
Stay down till you up 
Mottos what we got 
Brothers

I used to want 100k, wrote it down on a new page
It was blank, now it's filled, okay? With these memories and ideas
Yes they'd really be all mine,

Nebula nine

10 light years gone so far from Home
The stars call out and we are not alone,
Orions belt we passed only last year,
1 hundred suns did

I barely get a hundred streams, guess I'm really not
But I know one day I'm gonna make the whole city stop
When I drop I'll be on every block like I'm

of rich folk just tryna survive

I thought it was easy i mean whats to compare
I thought i was happy just standing right there
And now its all gonna end up

slumped just to hide how I feel
Have to hide how I feel
'Cause I don't know who really riding
I'm smilin, It's hard to have a happy feelin' inside of me

Dear,  you in a letter 
You ain’t understand it by now 
You ain’t got it together 

Franklin D. Roosevelt 
First Inaugural Address 
“Present situation

not an option

By that I mean it's not optional You walk out the crib smelling like a swamp
You woke up the house smelling like Shrek And the house

Richard Milli Music written By Shaquille Jackson

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahhhhh
Ah Lotto talk to them, roll a Zadie

loaded, I'm hella loaded, I'll manage though
Damn, I hope. Stressin', I'm meditating by candle glow

Trauma is the biggest influencer of Black mental health

imong kanta

Ladies and gentlemen this is an inverted
History of Magellan and Lapu-lapu long time ago

On march sixteen fifteen hundred twenty one
When

the worst case, Like being in a sketchy place
But I got my friends with me, Real ones and not the fakes
Chilling out by the lake, While they all get fucking

by his side
And for the first time in a while this kid was giving 100%, he thrived
Ready to win due time, He was alive
And now he can finally pull he's

Believe in yourself, write your own destiny
They hated back then, now it's fake love and jealousy
Ain't happy with themselves, I'm just who they wanna be

chops cus my Glock can turn to a fully

I'm surrounded by some demons wit heaters we been thru hell
I got ice up to my neck im ina deepend wit a sail,

get to laughing
Makin music for the crowd
But the crowd they always lackin
Wastin time
Wastin Shine
Hope the buddha make me happy
Surrounded by people

and fear what they don't understand
2018 death was near, God must have another plan
Trying to bank a mill this year, keep a hundred grand
And put the rest in