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yea it come with the pasta
Smoke so much gas you would think im a rasta
Asking im good Yea im masa menos
These people see now that i dog instrumentals

own man nah I don't need a teacher
Got a lot of flavors but I swear it gets sweeter
Got a lot layers peel back like chiquita
I still mix a little bit

in jail, I hear the Latins got each other back
Not us, we jump each other for the phone, it comes to Black
Don't worry about nobody else tryin'

the gems
They just see the trends
It more to life than a new bag or a Benz
Them times by my lonely Gave my aura a cleanse

If ain't wanna jump the broom

Take a look inside my mental/instrumentals playin over and over /
It's like a playback of the future witness this jehovah/
Knocking atcha door with

Stay out the way not in the mix
Riding foreign drop the top off engine
Learn alot fuck with the kitchen
Not talking money don't put in you mentions

If

deserve
You say I ain’t got no feelings
but get on my nerve my nerve
And you say a lot of things
but you don’t keep ya word
Keep it up watch it and get

'cause
I refuse to settle
Brick by brick, made it strong in this level
One course at a time, no deals with the devil
Every dollar I got documented

the wind to pickup You'll see me drifting on by

Turn the bass up mix it right with The treble
Burn the herb tonite cuz up goes The level
Yearn to reach new

my swords
My pop told me jump off the porch, he always on my medulla
He told me to whip it myself, Boy i give a fuck bout ya Uber
Come from the land

See I'm in it
To win the pennant
Get a few digits
Just to spend it
On property, parking lots
Couple plots of land
And demand a whole lot
Back, see

man said
Always had good intent like a camp bed
For real I can't waste a meal
My word is my bond
I got a handshake of steel
And I did it by myself
But

by, better get back
Stone high on a big dip
Finna jump off, better listen
Silly lames spreading rumours
Bad mind on that rugah
My way to the g-spot
Imma

Yukatan

Kevin Gates

Only the Generals Gon Understand

2019

wasn't straight
I dropped a load on my partner, encountered some problems
Receivin' a lotta complaints (for real)
It do what it's s'posed to
It jump

It's Champa Bay

Grew up in Philly but I moved here in nine six
Not many are from here it's an up north Caribbean mix
Came here for a new start with new

from the dormitory, DJing parties
Where I'm at I didn't think it'd get this gnarly

My life got more social, spinning different instrumental vocals
From

Make That Ass Talk

Chingy

Powerballin'

2004

Yeah, you
I bet you had to jump up and down
Just to put 'em on
Bet you had to wiggle it around
Just to put 'em on
Bet you had to lay back on the bed

the mix
We in this bitch
Hold the drac' like we in the 6
A lot of niggas stress
Walk around bulletproof vests
I be the first one to test
Life hanging by

Yeah Yeah

504 Boyz

Ballers

2002

past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood, I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain't

direction build on your skills
Unite with your peers and keep it real in the field
Stay focused a lot of hocus pocus 
Grows like a fungus in this rap game

still get higher with the days
Told me you close by, but I still let you get away
We still callin' and talkin' now and then
That's how I know it's real

They say to me I can't understand him
Him meaning me the E Earthadox maybe
Put a book in your brain they call you Sir Book a Lot
I mix a lot

more (a lot more)
He'll show up and blow up
Damn it, he swore
No tempo, momentum, it's never ending
He built this all off of pennies, man

He wanted more

I been up and down
Lookin' around
Open your eyes and see what's now
It's T-N-R-O-B-D, creepin' up on beat
Seeing a lot of progress up on these sheets