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day
(Reparations, reparations)
Which we intend to bring into existence
By any means necessary

Where my forty acres and a mule?
Where my education
We

mind
Young Millionare and I'm on my grind
I'm into fast money and the things that shine
Southern dialect killin' a nigga line by line
Did you happen

On the East coast, with the quickest draw in the West

Armed with a mason jar I snaked without telling them
Filled it to the brim with cicada exoskeletons

The belt and the gold
Bitch run it up
Run it up
ILL's here the new bad guy
Top rope swag yeah that's high fly
Tips that hit home I spit drive bys
Cause I'm

Yeah
It is what it is if it's not what it was feel me
(Trigga trigga trigga trigga)

The movement started in the West and flourished in the North
I'm

you're lovin the eyez
So holla homies if you're feelin the eyez
West side 29 we ride to go get'em
Hit'em quick grab the lick split it wit my true friends

Sippin on promethazine
Gotta bag on me
Bitches trynna hassle me
Surrounded by models
Mane I feel like a fucking Athlete
Sounds high
Beats low
Let my music

hit her with four fingers throw up a W
West side in that hoe
And I'm gone to stack some revenue
I'm spitting like these rappers wish they could do it

and it come in large amounts
Imma pull up, imma, imma pull up

Attachment three images you know wassup
(What's up)

West side ting she wants some blunts

is really popular in the UK. And he's also been the record producer for some massive bands like U2 and Dave Matthews. I DM'd him about what happened

a little cranberry throw some rocks in ma
But don't let me burst a shot
Just let me burst my nut
Open up your heart and let me get inside
I'm hot just like

my move
I took a jump shot that missed by just a mile or two
Then a group of some tough looking lads
Saw that cigarette I threw hit the sand
They all

said
When the burial mounds in the wood throw up their dead

Some forty years on I will retire
To the horse country out west to put up my tent
I don't

mens
Throw on some Marvin Gaye
I smoke my weed and clean my kitchen dishes
Tec to the sky see how mom's is always bitchin'

I'm done buffin', got my

Heading to the subway
I felt nervous and distracted
I talked your ear off as we approached the tracks
You got on your train before me, headed west

and I'm built like a beast
I came from the west but I live in the east
I fuck you the best you can tell by the sheets
If at least one corner don't come off

over areas
Buried us
In a system built by Giants
Or figments of imagination
Just to keep us quiet
I'm sorry I ain't lying
I'm just really high and I be

used to dodge like a challenger
Now they hope and pray I find some time up in my Calendar
I'm from west side Canada
I put the spotlight on my city like

back we back we right back

Baby I'm back like I left some'n
Transplant hiding why the west won
Keep that hand sanitizer on deck son
And my sauce hard

Keep the pistol by me you don't want to start no mess
These niggas is violent like the wild wild west
I say it again, pussy boy don't want to flex

F.A.B.L.E. we was getting jipped by these promoter thieves
Lord my life would change when I met Hadee
All this Chicago haters city ish just went out the window

to a girl again
They make a lazy river out of a n**** when ya energy flowing
You gotta get they femininity going
I got my energy flowing
A west side n**** I

that's why I decline your invite
From time you by my side just for my rhymes
But it's okay mom from Mobay
Not my forte I rep Dominica like I'm Dorjay

to throw racks in they face
Can't wait to just say that I made it
Eating money off thousand dollar plates
The crib residential, it's hated

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