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a martyr
Dropping singles not albums like 1,2,3,4,5 tha Carter
These rhymes are sick in the head so lock me up like Jeffrey Dahmer
Tha Carter I’m talking Lil

it, winnin it
Livin spontaneuous, wingin it
Take off, the sky aint the limit
I’ll rest wit the stars by the time I am finished, aint done yet im killin

takes over your mind and body subdued
You forget how to get home you just running blind
Undefined to mankind you all alone
No time to unwind, I should

I don't like you and you don't like me let's get the chop T
Scooby dooby doo run from em but he done drop three
Ask me if they knew it was us I

the muhfucking best how could u hate on me?
Give me my money fame and weed
And these bitches tryna diss now too huh?
I dont give a fuck
Maybe a lil but not too

what else
I got some brothers from other mothers, (stacks) wanting to increase my wealth (built)
I'll make it out flying high (high) above grey lil

I ain't hiding
Wayside cocky bitch, call you Myron
Call me Kelce cause I'm dangerous like a tight end
We ain't from Tennessee but posted up like

hating or they feel embarrassed
Swear I'm never stoppng at that Carroll
That's where they took my man right from his fam
Now every time I'm driving by

school dropout
But my minds on a college level
And where I'm from
I power levels on Obama's level
I'm increasing my profit level, so mines up
The Hill

by rules

Nothing new
As I journey beneath the sun
Everywhere I go
Enemy number one

Armed and dangerous
Even without a gun
What you do to someone
Not

There will be a very funny joke at the end of the album
Vape nation
(Lil, Spryte)

N I'm doing these drugs everyday, just to clear my mind
I've been

If leaving marks is what you're worried about
Have you done your part to have your torch carried
Biggie smalls, over 20 mill sold
Saw 1 album before he

the message of God, if you needed the proof, TAPE ONE's the Receipt
Bitch, is you feelin' it now?
I see you boppin' yo' head, by the end of the album you gon'

listen up
Its not all about the tender
Just that sweet surrender
Take advice from this lil birdie
(I’m not trying to sound wordy )
You don’t need clergy

to watch when I'm eating it
And he arch my back and go deep in it
And he shoot the club up cause a scene in it
Imma call you lil jon skeet skeet skeet in it

„I only recall Jeremiah's warning of false prophets
They fill you with false hopes
They speak visions from their own minds“

Gotta killin' 'em,