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Woke up on the street
Hop up on my feet
Sqwd just made a new beat now we in the studio
Recording
Planting a
Little seed
Watering
A money tree
Turning

On the track
Need relax
Any facts
If I can't recollect where we at

Bounced up bounced up
Double dribble 
Mouse in the house 
Cause you too little 

Only come

Well i was anointed by my boss to be the doctor
Fi sort out all dancehall fracture 
I've been through the good, the bad and the ugly
But none a dat

Well, Johnnie got ready in his brand new suit
Threw on a tie and his dancing boots
Hopped in the wagon and did a real fast scoot
He was on his way

creep where you sleep
Go to mass and you get shot
By a little freak
Yo talk is cheap
Guns for funds
Ya can’t stop whats inside my lungs
In Aztlan we be

plot 
They turned rap into a fashion show
Brands and Clothes Xanax popping 
Brag and boast with Catchy flows
Acting like they can’t be stopped
This is my

veterans
And I'm a new artist

Cass the bomb, ask ya mom
Coz all of the pretty women think Cass a dime
And all of your little sisters
Think Cass is fine
Coz

Face On My Wrist (HMM-HMM!)

Put c Least On Your Bitch (HMM-HMM!)

Cause She c Bad Little Bitch (HMM-HMM!)

Might Have Her Hop On My Shit 

Young Nigga

in my pockets cause it's got a hole in them
Hoping one day I can fill 'em
With some big bands, dreaming bout them name brands
And them nice cars
Hoping

nothin but a little ole elf
On a race, tryna stack a mil before the reaper come

If this a race, I'm ahead of y'all by at leaps and bounds
Out of place,

your old lady
This be fosho, never maybe, we drippin hard, little baby
The mental gunna on safety, I feel amazing
When I hop up on the stage, I fuck

Verse:

They be like

Who dat

Where she learn

To do that

Calling all the shots

By the way

That I move stats

Really I’m woke

While the rest

a cheater
Check some boxes, Brand new stripes (Got Damn)
But somehow I don't step in Adidas
Tighten my durag (Yeah)
Hop in my Six in the morning (Skrrtt)

Some folks don't understand
Why we swear by only one music brand
They want hip-hop, but we say nope
Turbo Folk is the GOAT
Turbo Folk, Turbo Folk

Hop up in the booth and I got something to prove

Walk into the industry knowing I won’t lose

Now the game is mine. I’m finna run it like some nike

Some double C and double G shit
I thought ya'll said I would't be shit
How I hop in, pulled off, brand new UFO and it's not a rental
Two soles tied em

Take a little minute
Look like you could use some help
As can I
I keep my demons on the shelf
Honestly just glad that I still haven't fell
Couldn't

hair, grow our crops and make our food?
I know it's not gonna be me, I am not in the mood
To hop on a big green tractor like my name is Jason Aldean

This Is for the Homies

Rodney O

Me & Joe

1989

that's not wack
And my DJ, Joe Cooley's still on top of the stack
So you can say he's like wine, he's getting better with time
And General Jeff is by my

'Cause I ain't never abide by the rules
Yeah (Fuck that)
Big ass crib with a pool
I ain't roll a blunt yet so
I ain't in the mood (Damn)
Neck too cold like

Bleed

Young M.A.

Herstory in the Making

2019

and get the food I built the kitchen too
I'd rather be inside some pussy than do this interview
Little gay nigga hoes been on me since like middle school

mind, videogames and screen-time
I'm catching shade? You spent days in an arcade

Invented and perfected by Generation X
Hip-Hop, the internet, and what

Complications

Scarub

Heavenbound

2001

dedicated in Hip hop affiliated
I wreck shop that summer hated
So why my mind honestly fadded

(Scarub)
So have the nerve to ask me why I'm so melancholy
I

for cash
Assassins faster than The Flash
Amass a body count, surpass the sound barrier
And shattered by the splatter, rattled you
Waking, shake you