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On and On

Maverick Sabre

B4.DA.$$ [LP]

2015

My mind just booked a first class ticket to my destiny by the way
Yeah

Maybe I'mma fly away
Maybe I'mma fly away, some day

So gullible just like my

I'm a fly ni**a the best dressed 
Fu*k first class I need a jet my own boss I cut checks 
I expect nothing less being broke you gone regret 
That you

fast
Girl better blow ain't in my class
What, do you think I make t-shirts for
These little stupid ragged hoes with no
What you wearing that t-shirt for,

and deception

Sprouted from a seed, the roots came in fruition
Grew up on hard work, innovations, and intuition 
They thought we lacked class like we didn't pay

Hit the road, get on my flight fine, touch down, reset
Just gotta get in my right mind
Every second is prime time along for the ride
When this body's

like Brek if any might step
I've got the whole game tryna bury my rep
I'm ahead by much more than twenty-nine steps
Still got more than you ain't got any

value way more than wealth
But neglect it as life tend, to put it on a shelf
No excuses, I'mma change my eating hit the gym more
Push it to limit keep

ain't got no time for games
If you ain't beneficial get the fuck out my way
Red in they eyes no time
They gon find ya
Po'd up'd no lines
Slumped off they

on the bench
Lately, you don't wanna run into me when ballin' at the gym
Coach never gave me a chance
Maybe because my brother's legacy was threatin' his
I'll

But what good is it all alone
I don't give a fuck, I just wanna ball
Ball so hard, might buy out the mall

Been on my own, that's how I ball
I feel so

I rather save my own ass
Mother fuck a GPA, no worrying in first class
You are the only one I'd share my lucky sweater with
'Cause you the one that

is a wheel
Well I'll 4 by 4 drive Michelin tyre them
Nah you don’t want it
With that Westwood Ghetts
Stoney on my head top, MCs ganging up
Spin 'em all

the powerful and the powerless 

are we even really here?
I can’t tell

my heroes dead

I feel like a constant observer
a bystander of the hours
a first person

For as long as it takes
I'll try my best to keep you safe
Wash my hands the right way
I'll put on my glasses
To stop touching my face
I'm inspired by

so many narcissists,
Shaky like Parkinson's.
Swapping out desks for coffins at offices.
Parties full of awkwardness, often just in my own head.
Wonder

it's a drug and I'm the fiend
I never touch em tho, cause they not getting in between

Just a kid from CWE
Tryna write my place in history
My whole life

a fiend
And to keep this shit a book, we startin' to win by any means

Man, my baby girl is sweetie, I just love the way it cream
And then it be your own

my own date
But I still took the time to celebrate
Lessons learned from my mistakes
Pickin' up the pieces cause my heart did break
Stuck me like

the enemy, not my energy
I'll be spendin' plenty of time
Inside the books that I bought
Got audios and regulars
Quite the party goer and reveler

"So,

Bitch you know i'm the answer like AI
Bust down coming soon shit it take time
Do it at my own pace i'm a make mine
Real niggas by my side yea I can't lie

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Yo, yo
Can I turn you on by my word spell?
Look into my eyes, think I want you, can't tell
Me, I keep it

Who's That Girl

Eve

Scorpion

2001

la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

Yo, yo
Can I turn you on by my word spell?
Look into my eyes, think I want you, can't tell
Me, I keep it

are, but be sure that whoever you are is who you show
Get a tour in my head, but I don't know wha'ts the main
I'm stucked in a maze, I'm not surprsied by

low, i'm by myself again...
Now its me, and a beat ,MIC, and a key, to my crib, and that's it
I was told
Hustle hard, hit the road, get ya own, hit ya