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worth it
This shit deeper than the surface
Take a look behind the curtain
Raising my price like landlords
Making some noise like bands boy
Need me a song

you beat me's the day
That I quit, that's crazy but bitch, I ain't fucking nicked the surface of
What I can say when I spit, I'm just starting I'll say

I'll surface it
Fuck a wave I skim board
Counting paper I've been poor
Lazy haters don't fucking snore
Don't fucking sleep
In a jeep bumping Lil G
Rap

Nineteen twenty great depression scratch the surface
Fed reserve inflate the paper that's the purpose
Take the cash out the hands of the poor
Now

trying to be Instagram famous
No songs on their pages just posts about their haters
Pictures of em posing cliché captions portray players
Lowkey looking

And this the last song that I'm recording
But for some reasonI feel like it might be the most important
I ain't even mean to really rhyme right there

paper
Now I'm bringing bars back to the game that's groundbreaking
Blue pill found a way to get the fuck up out the matrix
The way to beat the system is

Writing songs about the paper still
Origamis, papercuts, cause nothing in my life is still
Recently starting thinking about legacy
Planting seeds in

the streets to the Jungle Zone 
We the best what I'm trying to say 
Stacking paper in my comfort zone 
Getting money from around the way 
In the kitchen

You're not in my frame anymore
I won't talk about it 'cause we're done
Even my resistance's overgrown
Wrote it down in paper turned to song

Sank it

Yeah, yeah
Every time I place the pen upon the paper
It's kinda pleasant, but my brain is pensive and depressed when it stops the train of
Thought,

paper for my pleasure
I’m a diamond in the rough, was made from pressure
I been makin’ music since FOREVER
Now I’m with Scratches Records looking up

song to you
Although it wasn't easy, yo sacrifices help get us through
I know the lord was guiding you, you might've missed a tithe or two
But every time

I make unruly anthems, songs packed full of wavy rhymes
So much haze to light, gave my bruddahs lazy eyes
My girl gave me those crazy eyes
Boy I'm

You go find yourself a someone
But I can't sleep
I can't sleep alone
Yeah, uh
Put pen to paper on this one
I wrote you a song
Caught the vibe baby
It's

myself
Look in the mirror
Tell me who is this guy
The picture clear
But the vision blurry
And beneath the surface
Deceit emerges
I'm in a hurry
To get

you need from a  nigga ima let you pick
I been getting up
I'm getting over
And I'm getting on
Know niggas feel like it in the sprit when a i sing a song

maker
But is this for salvation or to circulate the paper? 
Cuz it's fine line between cut throat and chu'ch folk 
Pulpit politicking pull the trigger

an expands on my purpose? yo, ayy
Putting in work, but is all of it worth it?
When things around me are paper thin
I look around, things should be perfect, yo,

in the big leagues
Ops looking played how I made out
I do arenas like big leagues
They know my songs and they say it loud
So step up with caution
It's

Mmm yeah yeah yeah
Mmm yeah...

This song is dedicated to Everybody incarcerated now
Everybody locked up world-wide yeah
They got me dressed in

verses, yours was purely surface
You crossed my heart like it was paper and you writing cursive
You got me introverted, thinking that I'm just a burden
But

Verse 1
Been a minute
Since I wrote a song for myself 
Inhaling potent weed
What a young chico need
Se la fi 
We getting lajan over here 
Cause it’s

the surface of the rippling sea
drag to the shore the skin of a lost love
the anciente wrecks of days and years gone by
so let me crash on these shores
really i