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me nostalgic
If I wasn't rapping I could've been a stylist
He try keeping up but he caught in a loop
I pull up all black it's just me and Daewoo
I got

Ayy, wait, bit let me go, uh and he's more than brother, that is my little foe
Pass it to my woe, I done had to let me know
Said I wasn't punk, so I

enough, the Lord took it on his back
I'd take me 3 days just to say how Jesus handled that
I was lost without a map, like a song without a track
I had

on this mission be my peace at night
We come from the trenches we gone be just fine
If it's money to be made best believe that ima make it
I been selling

through veins, know i’m really with it.
Mix up a pack, you gon chop or you sniff it?  
By any means: BITCH NIGGA 
I know what i’m picking. 
Do this shit for

Black magic
Got a nicca want to act savage
Couldn't live without the music is a rap addict
Keys had the stu up in the attic
And if it wasn't squad then

fall

Fatherless forsaken never breathing he just shaking ripping through the walls
These demons shaking the lord truly knows it all

Psychotic by nature

a lick we pulling up if I got a problem witcha, yeah
Feeling mighty powerful like yayo
Shawty walk by I'm like ayo
I let a bitch fuck with my conscious,

floor

It's finally time to expose them for who they really are
Humble yourself before the lord while you're counting the score
These niggas keep calling

say assalamualaikum
Too all my brothers with a bow tie
Showing out when it’s show time
You’ve always been close by
They wet you up like a hoes
Leave you

on the weekend
Fly in the sky like the season
Smoke everyday for no reason
Or Drink like a fish cause I need it
Or maybe the ship is sailing
Such a crazy place

dey too much and e don dey turn to sickness
Take your percent and pass my brother this is business
If na rap you want,I go give you double
Matun fi

End of a two year, two year long journey
Started with "Ugly Before Lovely" moving to "Me Personally..."
With stories told by my brother, Rico Rio, and I

You've got a secret ambition but you're surrounded by doubt
They don't believe in the vision and so they're drowning it out
And that's a pain that you work

was a controlled demolition 
they ain't never gonna tell you about the gold that went missing i pay for no television because most of it's fiction 
see

strong
Like an Atlas cause madness
It seemingly more tragic trapped
In a sodomatic i need to squeeze at least
Threes in my breeze if you're being a pea
If

niggas die by tre eights
No shells on the scene man
Them niggas left no trace
TGB, six block no play thang
Got hoes shakin' ass for my brothers on Jpay

how they helped you through it
And know that shit far from true
And how angry it makes me feel
And I probably get in they shit if we wasn't people

Way too Many people said I wasn't gonna be shit
Now it's 2020 boy and all I do is be swift 
You want the top spot boy you gotta be quick 
Cause all

to "hell yeah, why not"
Seventeen, morning person by default because of rules
But they never should've told me, "Choose your own time for school"
Went from

wanted was to make it out 
Still in high school living in a vacant house 

Hoping for another day 
Wit a gun to my head like take it all away 

Nigga You

brothers, we are debtors, not To the flesh, to live according to the Flesh. For if you live according to the Flesh you will die, but if by the Spirit You put

Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale 
by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail 
You can hate me, but await me like

If I could show you what my home really meant
In the time before hellfire swallowed it
You'd get a sense that nothing's permanent
Even here, things