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The Death Of The Only Son. [Chapter 1: Predictability.]

2 Samuel 1:1
“Now it came to pass after the death of Saul, when David was returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and David had abode two days in Ziklag;”

King James Version (KJV)

THANK YALL SM FOR ALL THE SUPPORT LATELY DAWG. LIFE BEEN KINDA ROUGH LATELY BUT YALL BEEN MAKING ME BETTER MAN FR. I TRULY LOVE YALL. GOD BLESS

SHOUT OUT TO @ilyakame HE SO FYEEE

rockstar. [w/akame!]

dazed

[PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
Feel like I got Shrapnel in my heart, nigga.
Tony.
Why you looking at me Stark, nigga.
Phony.
Recording in the dark, nigga.
Lowkey (Loki).
Ending at the start, nigga.
Lonely.
Maybe I can save them from me.

...Or Maybe I can save me from myself.

So much has happened.
So much changed.
Got new friends-
And old pain.
Got old pain-
And more gain.
Niggas tried to box me in but they can’t.
Young nigga-
Put that on both chains.

But I’m only getting older.

And time won’t wait for an old man.

..Or a young one.

Momma, I’m sorry about the work study.
I was too busy chasing after a [] buddy.
If you hear this, I promise I’ll make you proud.
I’m sorry I made you frown, I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough.
Even if you say I was, I still think I wasn’t.
Ain’t even just “wasn't”.
I still think I’m not.
(I was thinking of you, everyday.)
(On that block.)

Now my Destiny Awaits-
I put that on my pops.

Put that on my pops, nigga.
Yeah.
(Put that on my pops, nigga.)
(Yeah.)

Destiny Awaits.

[PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
Nigga better check your tone when you approach me.
I’ve been off the map-
Blowing bags and getting blown.
Blowing her back.
I’m on campus wit it.
Coulda been back on the block.
But I’m in class.
And I been itching to spazz.
And I been itching to flash-
Flash out.
Crash out.

Wait till a young nigga go.
Show what the cash bout.
All white diamonds-
I can’t rock no gold.
Not even one ounce.
19-
Hop out the AMG wit a G19.
I’m mad now.
Matter fact I been mad since like 8.
Play with me nigga-
Get lagged out.

Off the Wall like Jack Cooper-
10 bands on me like Cooper Kupp.
Bills on me like Josh Allen-
Mordecai Blue like Hummus.
Back in the day on the back of the bus-
Still back of the bus-
Ion know who to trust.
And I’m Packing a Punch.
If they tryna run up.
If they testing they luck.
Pull a Transit and Buss.

I put a Bus on a Transient.
Nigga I stay in the Mix.
Even when you never see me.
I can pop up like a glitch.
I remember she Left Me For Dead.
“Which one?”
It’s more than one Witch.
How much wood could a Witch come take?
She finna find out, my [Broom] don’t break.

Lately I been off the socials.
It’s funny, it made me more social.
Hoes on IG saying they like me-
“Ig” they won’t show you.
But I know it’s what I deserve.
All the good ones I kicked to the curb.
But imma be honest, a lot of them had it coming.
I shoulda did worse.

Im about to kill the game, nigga.
I want all the smoke-
Ion even want the fame, nigga.
Lame nigga.
I was a lame nigga.
Now I’m Insane, nigga.
Same nigga.
I was the same, nigga.
10 years ago, put the gun to my brain, nigga.
Filled with the rage, nigga.
Ain’t nothing change, nigga.

Cooper Kupp.

[PROD. MEEJ.]

I’m still The Only Son, nigga.
I’m at my Best at my Worst.
I should’ve known better…
I should’ve never went back to the ones that I hurt.
I swear to God, nigga.
He should’ve took me instead;
Left my sister on Earth.
I’m still a fraud, nigga.
I wasn’t born with a Gift-
I was born with a Curse.

I want the whole pot.
I want the hoes, I’m unholy.
I’m with the bros-
My niggas ain’t switch on the code.
They like Kenobi.
On a new block.
Still the same nigga-
The old me.
When I was alone-
When I was still out in the cold-
They ain’t console me.

I don’t need no opp to kill me-
I can do it on my own.
If I give her one more night-
I swear, she never going home.
When I heard her call me evil- 
We both knew she wasn’t wrong.
She was scared to call me weak, but-
We both knew I wasn’t strong.
I don’t need no opp to kill me-
I can do it on my own.
If I give her one more night-
I swear, she never going home.
When I heard her call me evil- 
We both knew she wasn’t wrong.
She was scared to call me weak, but-
We both knew I wasn’t strong.

(I’m still The Only Son, nigga.)
I’m at my Best at my Worst.
I should’ve known better…
I should’ve never went back to the ones that I hurt.
I swear to God, nigga.
He should’ve took me instead;
Left my sister on Earth.
I’m still a fraud, nigga.
I wasn’t born with a Gift-
I was born with a Curse.

I want the whole pot.
I want the hoes, I’m unholy.
I’m with the bros-
My niggas ain’t switch on the code.
They like Kenobi.
On a new block.
Still the same nigga-
The old me.
When I was alone-
When I was still out in the cold-
They ain’t console me.

I don’t need no opp to kill me-
I can do it on my own.
If I give her one more night-
I swear, she never going home.
When I heard her call me evil- 
We both knew she wasn’t wrong.
She was scared to call me weak, but-
We both knew I wasn’t-

On a new block.
Still the same nigga-
The old me.
When I was alone-
When I was still out in the cold-
They ain’t console me.

When I heard her call me evil- 
We both knew she wasn’t wrong.
She was scared to call me weak, but-
We both knew I wasn’t strong.

The Curse.

[PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
I can’t love no thot.
Can’t love no hoe.
Can’t love no skank.
I’m with 1k, more than 1k on me-
Still can’t pull his rank.
Niggas moving suspect sliding with Drakes-
But we can pull up with a Tank.
I could go back and forth all day with you niggas.
But if you want talk, come pay.
Tweaking you think her legs stay closed on Sunday-
…She not Chick Fil A. 
Northside nigga, I’ll score up the pot Forreal.
Ain’t finna catch no case.
Emo broad, licking my Adam’s apple.
Look like Wednesday.
What I look like bringing her back to the crib?
Can’t know where my head lay.

H on my waist.
Rotten to the Core.
I ain’t no Hero, nigga.
Yanking her lace-
She said she want More.
But I ain’t Ne-Yo, nigga.
She want a taste.
She wanna go on a date-
Can’t cuff no whore, nigga.
She want attention.
She keep touching my face-
She getting ignored, nigga.
Pick up the pace.
Pick up the-
Pick up the pace.
I’m finna get bored, nigga.
Fix up ya face.
Nigga just fix up ya face-
Put that in the floor, nigga.
He getting brave.
Told that nigga we can fade.
He can record, nigga.
556 rounds split a nigga wig-
We can send that nigga to the lord, nigga.

What up, My name MEEJ.
I’m insane.
I was born in this game.
I’m at war in my brain.
I’m at war with the shame.
And I’ll kill anyone that want war with my name.
I put that on my sister.
I put that on my chains.

Put that on my chains, nigga.
Pinky, aiming at his Brain, nigga.
Martian Rover with the Range, nigga.

They won’t miss him, he a lame nigga.

(They won’t miss him, he a lame nigga.)

niS.

[PROD. MEEJ. X PHARA X JAYREWIND]

(LYRICS.)
From the bottom, I came from the basement.
I got clothes, I got hoes-
Like I'm Bateman.
Put his face in the floor-
In the pavement.

Cmon.

I came up on some racks, I got payment.

Cmon.

I came up on some racks, i got payment.

I'm not new to this game, Im a veteran.
I aint cuffing no slut, I aint settling.
Matter fact-
Guess what?
I want ya best friend.
(Matter fact-)
(Guess what?)
(I want ya best friend.)
Corner Of Zion-
The West End.
And I'm still gon shoot-
No contesting.
Used to open up Edison, I lived in Edison-

(From the bottom, I came from the basement.)

From the bottom, I came from the basement.
I got clothes, I got hoes-
Like I'm Bateman.
Put his face in the floor-
In the pavement.



I came up on some racks, I got payment.

Cmon.

I came up on some racks, i got payment.

Bateman.

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lyrics

(GO)
he think he locked, he on side
here for the vibe, dei [mod]
money so long its outside (SWAMP)
money so long its offsides (SWAMP)
my bitch too thick she offsized (SWAMP, izzo)
recording, she givin me top
and she a bad one (seeyuhh)
yea she a bad one

said shorty, you just too bad (yeahhh)
she coughing, need a new bag (COVID)
im sick i need some more head, woah
a movie happening on the bed, huh 🤮 (HE'S COMING)
buddy too sketchy
uhhhhh dialogue im gonna skip it (SKIP)
wet em up, doing the dishes (HE'S WASHING)
chizzard love hangin with the bitches (HE'S HANGING)
money long, stretch outcho vision (YOU CAN'T SEE IT)
she fuck good, i get her extensions (WORTH)
ur shorty gon need some of her lessons (TUTORIAL)
dont know how she move, man im guessin (HE MIGHT KNOW HER)
if she fye i might gotta test her
yeah, make a new hit every session, huh (BACK TO BACK)
adlibs, stop allat yappin (My bad, twin.)
lines comin offa the keta
cheese on the green like its feta, huh
race interstate in a jetta, yea
fall off, i really could neva, huh
shoulder stay cold like its winter, huh
party, we crashin the center
im swampy, im gettin her wetter (SWAMP)
didnt i tell you to end it (I HAD TO)
its aight, i cant even blame you (CARTI, GO)

he think he locked, he on side
here for the vibe, dei
money so long its outside (SWAMP)
money so long its offsides (SWAMP)
my bitch too thick she offsized (SWAMP, izzo)
recording, she givin me top
and she a bad one (seeyuhh)
yea she a bad one
(SWAMP IZZO)
gas lines on the walls make a pattern
me and the money compatible (MONEY)
givin her bone, aint no clavicle
all black hellcat like a batmobile
that boy a problem, he move like a radical
my team gettin kills, yea we gappin em (DIFFED)
when leavin the shorties, we dappin em (SWAMP)
fweh, you wanna see me?
she wanna see me? hm (🤮)
fendi or louie?
bye, im not tryna see you
beat stinky like p-u
fweh, too rich i wont be you
be glad ian meet you (SWAMP IZZO)

bad1

[PROD. MEEJ. X JVCXB]

My brother tapped me on my shoulder and told me to chill out.
He trap the block;
Got it hot like a sauna.
392 hit the gas and he peel out.
Can’t go to sleep had the knife by the pillow. 
Middle of Ruston, I bled just to get out.
Skinny nigga but my pockets obese.
And they ain’t on a cut so they might need a workout.
2011, I sat in the crib-
I was 5 years old; Had a gun to my head.
Pardon the image and pardon my grimace.
I had no permission, they wish I was dead.
I’m a late bloomer, I’m glad that I’m last.
Niggas said I was sorry and now I’m ahead.
Ain’t that a hoe, he act like I ain’t know.
And we tagging his toe get him filled with the lead.
I’m a-
Real nigga.
Ion got time for a slut-
Ain’t got time for a thot.
I’m with-
Grave diggers.
1k hop out the whip on cam-
Get him got.
I’m bout to blow off the map.
I’m bout to score-
I’m bout to score up the pot.
I’m bout to blow off the map-
C418- 
Turn up a Notch.

Run up a mill-
Ain’t on the field-
All my niggas is chain gang.
Go for the kill.
I’m in the Kryll.
I feel like Raam-
Might name change.
I’m finna play with her heart like a toy-
Fill her up, give her Joy-
Turn her Inside Out.
If she not Fishy like Oscar-
I do her like Mike and I Beat It.
Got green like Grouch.

I used to sleep on the floor with a heater-
My mom and my pops had the air mattress on.
I ain’t a tough guy but if you want beef-
I give premium Cuts like Filet Mignon.
I used to rock the same clothes everyday now it’s Dior & Creed for my Eau De Parfum.
I got a snowbunny hoe named Belle-
Know I move like a Beast but I look like Gaston.
She love it.
Hop out the whip and we dumping.
Them them boys up to something.
I was 13 in the trap cooking beats for a bag-
Niggas know that I had that hoe jumping.
Northside Atlanta-
With broads and the scammers.
They said I was nothing.
I thought that I was while among them.
But Designer can change how you function.


Real nigga.
Ion got time for a slut-
Ain’t got time for a thot.
I’m with-
Grave diggers.
1k hop out the whip on cam-
Get him got.
I’m bout to blow off the map.
I’m bout to score-
I’m bout to score up the pot.
I’m bout to blow off the map-
C418- 
Turn up a Notch.

Run up a mill-
Ain’t on the field-
All my niggas is chain gang.
Go for the kill.
I’m in the Kryll.
I feel like Raam-
Might name change.
If she not Fishy like Oscar-
I do her like Mike and I Beat It.
Got green like Grouch.
I’m finna play with her heart like a toy-
Fill her up-

INSIDE OUT. | (CHAIN GANG.) [PROD. MEEJ. X JVCXB]

[PROD. MEEJ.]

Left to Right.
We Read like Sam & Will-
Might call up Agent Fowler.
I got hoes in Europe.
I give them OuiOui big as Eiffel Tower.
He talk reckless on IG; 
He won’t survive to see next hour.
Came up out that dirt-
I was in that patch, aint sweet, nigga.
I’m too sour.
I was in class patching cables-
Pat my back and after, run.
Stab it fast or keep the act up, better back up when you done.
Roll that nigga in a pack, the laughter after always comes.
Dog her-
Slide my Nathan in her cat-
To crack the buns.
I got Diamonds on my neck I need way more than Platinum funds.
Ain’t nan nigga on this Earth that’ll come and face The Only Son.

Outta the loop-
Nigga I came with a tool.
I got her wet like a sink-
I got her wet like a pool-
That hoe call me King-
I treat her like BK give her that Rula.
Nigga I’m acting a-
Nigga I’m acting a fool-

Nigga I’m going berserk.
Freak lil hoe-
She a flirt.
I mix the Gucci wit Vetements.
Came from the sediment.
Came from the dirt.
Reach for my chain, get put on a shirt.
Closed casket, close up the hearse.
We throwing Bullets like Jaxon-
It look like a Dart.
But it ain’t no Nerf.

They see I’m going insane-
I break her back like Bane.
Nigga I’m wit the gang-
We came wit aim-
They Envy like Charlemagne.
I got a shooter in New York-
He look like he evil.
I can’t say his name.
(I can’t say his name-)
(I can’t say his na-)

The way that I put it together-
Bionic.
Look at me now, it’s ironic.
I put a Jew in German Engineering-
It’s Blue like Sonic-
That’s Oxymoronic.
Water on me like faucet-
Serve out Gas like Caustic.
I’m in her Guts-
Going Berserk-
She take it off like rocket.

I move with my brothers-
Still- 
I can’t trust anybody.
Not even-
Myself.
I’ll kill-
Myself for harvest.
We served that block-
And got it hot.
We getting Rich like Roddy.
Ain’t no thot-
Getting my heart-
Again.
I promise.

(Left to Right-)
(We Read like Sam & Will.)
(Might call up Agent Fowler.)

AGENT FOWLER. [PROD. MEEJ.]

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