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I dropped the ticket if you come and get it (yea)
I do not listen if it's not by Benjamin (yea)
Im a young boss Ima handle my business
Watch me

done so much wrong I'm in need of seeking atonement
These ain't mere songs they really teachable moments
By starting in the mirror is how I defeat

I remember big Jackie Jones and her mother 
She was always stoned getting high with her brothers
They were always laughing going crazy by the river
I

battered women
Fixed it with trips to grandmom's....had us swimming 
Now the cribs a crack house, he still call it home
It's still unconditional love

perfectly clear. (Yeah It Do)
That's it's meant to be, no kids, no record, and I'm living free. Right (Yes Indeed)
By the shackles of the cold world. (By

handle the jealousy 
What the hell's been on my mind, I think from time to time
That if we spread a little love then maybe we'd be feelin' fine
But that's

the gold chance
Gold soul theory in my mother fuckin' mind tho
Always was distracted by the rhinestones and fine hoes
Look inside myself just to find gold

Stepping on a neck I love it
Cash a check I love it
Don't be testing me you know I be the one that does it
I stay camera ready
The skin fenty
One

a hundred tracks, now you got a rash
Irritated by my music while I'm itching from these racks
Ah see big cash and big bags, you still bitching bout rap (hmm)

layers lie beneath the words we speak, blame refeeki speech. Listen, learn  young prince no longer live by your fathers feats.
Evolve into the next world,

Grace dey soap dey 
No gree for anybody 
No gree for anybody 
No gree for anybody 
No gree for anybody 
Do  me that vibe 
I love

Let they teach you
Mother ganked you
Gamble to the smackdown
They disposed on a nun to the side
Ace guard rollin'
Mommy hip betide
If a lover can't

out, I'm meek mill dream chasing
I know nobody like me 
Bitch I'm just by myself
But I won't ever ride the wave not like you fuckin hypebeasts
I'm always

up on my mans ima let it blam if its in my hand it'll go off (Yea)
And i just love my  money counter, I do my dance when it go off (Yea)
And I do my

should do
But you just put me in a bad mood
Yeah you just put me in a bad mood
And now I'm feeling like fuck you
One day I hate you then I love you
I say I

wrote us off and thought we never bounce back
I’m betting on myself I put the house up all cash
Like Fred Van Fleet from the 3 it’s automatic
Loyalty is

an chase em with me
No love for no hater
Cause that shit is weak
No love for no goofy yea you gotta
Keep ya peace
Don't hit A nigga up if its only for A
Need

mother to death we don't see eye to eye
I keep my shit to myself I keep my pride inside
But every time I need help she always by my side
And she was never

of the grass
Breath blown in your nostrils, then you right back to ash
And we slave a 9-to-5 because we steadily chasing cash
The love of money is the root

over ice
Let me inside, I'll keep you warm
I'll light your fire, I frighten easily
I think that's why I rushed to say I love you
Cause you came on strong

got love long range 
Shake a damn 8 ball will it read my fortune or will be my grave 
I'm sad and depressed in my ice, Yes im wearing all my pouring

the son of my mother
Booked off my freestyles,  they judging me  by my covers
Judging me through ya phone, you guaranteed to be wrong
Catch me in traffic

and I'll kill your a**
Up that four-row, we gon' blast
By any means, we don't get the cash
I know this s*** makes you mad
As a kid, I was bad
You could call

that I ain't the mother god
I'm so high, be in the sky

I ain't got no reason to lie
I just need you right by my side
I felt like I hadn't did what I was