And I quit. Tell myself I wish him “well, I’m back.”  Shit.
Just a Kidd. Ain’t no Jason cept my psychopathic head. I admit
I will think of every crime that I commit
But I won’t commit a crime that I won’t think of holy shit. 
What’s the diff. I don’t really (Kerry Washing)care. Re watching scandal
Yo I’ve been just missing a ton. I’m like a vandal who
Can’t shoot. Ring your bell so hard it’s out the Camp Soup. 
Thought I had a moment and I blue it like the Man group.
Headed to the mountain like there’s nothing that I canned dew
Brand so retro but I'm feeling so Brand new
Copy my flow, but never paste it like the canned soup.
Tomorrow but tomato tomato maybe tomorrow.


Chumm

* Produced by Been Stellar

* Mastered by Jared Atol

Wristband

Lyrics:


What up everbody. You lookin independent 
Well me to. Plus I’m a little into pennin
I do it major but call me mr. lieutenant
Some put an hour in the music but I threw ten in
Mine. Rewind. I recorded on an iTouch
Rapped about so and such never minded Mine much
Thought I was hot shit like they was all on my nuts
When they wasn’t I was diggen myself out of my ruts
But now my clutch couldn’t get clutcher
No more coal for Christmas. What up ducther
I would try a beat and the people would say don’t Touch her
But I touched her. So I guess I resembled usher
But this isn’t the confessions
You got the wrong tape man, this is the progression
And I’m connecting the time that I’m investin in the 
Tracks. I’m back. No more trash that’s been collected. I wrecked shit


I didn’t know I was a needle in a haystack
But now that I know. I’ll embrace that
Make it to the top one day. Taste that
Good life. Wanna get it asap. Yeah





Man I’ve been around and now my style ain’t like no-one elses
Rap for myself man I’m damn selfish. But I’ll give a shoutout what up nelson ha

Real deal records connectin my treks with checks
Still real focused on this I ain’t Bested yet
Other hatas meadowland bound best to jet
It’s worth it. I’m certain my perrfect quest is set

Born month 5 wreack havoc like a maniac 
Skinny white kid ribs showin like a baby back
People wanna know about my ride where my Mercedes at
It be in the future where them other pretty ladies at
18 years old with my whole life ahead of me
yet I can’t hold a mic steadily will never be
calm when I hit a verse. I Cannot find the remedy but
yet I bet I spit a little heavily. I better be
stickin to my roots so I’ll never be the letter g
but I’m pretty clever see? Shit is sick. Leprosy
best that you don’t mess wit me quit it wit second guessin me
rest in peace to  people who be stressin me. I’m troy
but you already know that
I wanna do big things I wanna show that i
Know that I owe that fanbase tenfold
I ain’t letting up. You can let them other men fold. I’m out


Mr. Lieutenant

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