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Gone

NO EFFORT

Road Dogg

Above the Clouds

Churchill Downs (Remix)

This shit feel like 2013
When I was fresh up out the airport
And a family member came to pick me up
No needs to mention up
Any names or belittle you for some gain
But without a question
You know who you are
They tellin' me
Blood thicker than water
Okay but why is it my classmates
Love me as if
I'm all they've known
I been done
Bitchin' bout not having father
In the house at 15
But
You can't seem to let it go

I'm past emotions
Really I know everybody knows
When that coffin hits the ground
Soon everybody goes
Don't contact me
After funerals get old
Don't contact me bout them
Stories that they told
How I stopped giving a fuck
About the shit I can't control
Everybody keep hidden agendas
Why is it you bent up outta shape
For me not needing you?
Do better, my obstacles
Was never nothin no pressure
I use to be seen with women; exotic
Made em catch up
Feeling like I'm buried treasure out here
Nobody search for the man
That's patient within strife
The sincere?
Finish last I been there
Running laps to get where?
Ain't no dwelling moves
When the setbacks tend to be clear
Rappin' for the bitter at heart
I share truth with my enemies
In hopes they restart
I got proof that the Lord got me
Playin these cards
It's not who we are when hate arise
My demise'll bring pleasure to those
With greedy eyes
My disguise to the Gala
Would be me teary-eyed
At those fixated
With lust
Money and porches
But
Who am I to say
That I'd go ignore this
I also pay looks attention
So gorgeous
Married to a supermodel
She had to forfeit
Living, inside the future
Come and step in my orbit
Awe that so unfortunate

NO EFFORT III

That's so Unfortunate (Prod. by E. Jones)

She never wanted
To wait for the ride but
Instead sit aside the rings and diamonds
She idolize the posture
Fuck what it cost you
Possessions is what she honor
She'll stroke your dick
In exchange for that mighty dollar
The price she pay cuz'
Her father was more the baller type
She so in awe
She lovin' me for the songs I write
She see potential
Them niggas not what she into
They bustin' all on her cheek
But chase her
When she get over hype
Within her privacy she
Ponder what heaven like I
Tell her bout sacrifice but
She can't let go of the compensation's
And friends that come alive on the edge
Christ told me to let the dead bury dead
Recall the innocent times
Where Simon said get in bed
I wasn't listening to Mama though
Father gone he left her
Because she lost control
The fourth grade
Was the last time I made honor roll
Honor those who remain ten toes
Throughout the grudge and spite
My next lady gon' have to be Mr. Carter's wife
Cuz' I ain't finding one similar
Shit At least
Her plan to get in my sheets
Seduce me to pay her lease
Nah
Shit ain't happenin'
I ain't never lose interest
You were an accident
I don't take niggas bitches
That's for the savages
Trust and believe
My queen has forgiven Eve
I teach her not to deceive
But (Don't lie to me)
She want the importance to me
Never forgot the past
Emotions
I see them clear
The devil tends to remind her of
Everything from the years
I played along with my peers
And bragged about how she here
On all fours
Ready to disappear
Ready to give her rear
To a nigga that won't be there
Just
Enjoying the moments
Though we walk away torn apart
I'm forever gon' know us
Healing always a process
Lookin' over shoulders
The trauma that niggas caused over money
Scorned us

Rooftops and summers lookin' at stars
Who soon forget who we are
Driving the finest cars
Fuckin' the baddest broads
And talk about how we wish it was us
Up in that two-door
Somebody's daughter in here gettin' her chew on
More money get blew on
And lace fronts get glued off

Yeah
I'm just talkin' to you
Those were the dreams I had
Fore I ever knew you
Those were the dreams I chased
Fore I wanted, somethin' more
Someone who truly yours
Patient love like the father that everybody adores
Know when you see me
You're welcomed with open arms
I gave it all up to God
I let this play in his palms for real
You know
(You know I love you right?)

Spotify

Rooftop Summer (Prod. by E. Jones)

I just hope we can be friends 
You and I, till the end 
Never fold 
Never needs to pretend 
I just hope we can be friends 
Tell the truth 
By the pen 
By the law 
Hope the guilt wash away 
I just hope we can be friends 
You and I, till the end 
Never fold 
Never needs to pretend 
I just hope we can be friends 
Tell the truth 
By the pen 
By the law 
Hope the guilt wash away 

I just hope we can be friends 
I just hope we can be friends 
I just hope we can be friends 
I just hope we can be friends 

Yeah 
You were the one who taught me to play UNO 
Back in mamas living room, you know 
They tried to end Carmelo 
But the truth is that he too cold 
We use to be on time to watch his game together 
Now I'm barely sure if you're even alive 
Our connection severed 
How big a fool am I to leave you 
In hopes I'd get better 
How big is it the wound I opened 
I can't even tell her 
Apart from enemies 
That wanna do me in 
This energy just isn't it 
But when you see me 

I just hope we can be friends 
You and I, till the end 
Never fold 
Never needs to pretend 
I just hope we can be friends 
Tell the truth 
By the pen 
By the law 
Hope the guilt wash away 
I just hope we can be friends 
You and I, till the end 
Never fold 
Never needs to pretend 
I just hope we can be friends 
Tell the truth 
By the pen 
By the law 
Hope the guilt wash away 

I just hope we can be friends 
I just hope we can be friends 
I just hope we can be friends 
I just hope we can be friends

Friends (Prod. by E. Jones)

I got a thing for giving you niggas the cold shoulders
I reconstruct my life like sandlots and bulldozers
If you gotta go? You gotta go
Foreclosures
Gentrifying my contact book
No contact looks
Let me now stop pretending like you niggas greedy
Is not the reason why I cut you fuckers off completely
My intuition tellin' me
You fuckers wanna be me
I work hard make my money
Fuck if you believe me
You still at home with your mother
Making dinner tv's
I'm by my lone what she tell me?
Boy don't ever leave me
I renovated my location
My bitches is occupated
Her income is what she stated it'd be
On a weekly basis
But still I never trusted her
Know some bitches who fuck with her
Love stains on her comforter
Begging me to go comfort her (Hmph)
In my zone dawg
I move it coast to coast dawg
I'm coolin' wit' the coast guard
Bone Collector my point guard
This for them niggas that went and gave up
Their scholarships tryna rap something
Hot as this isn't something that thou predict
So out of reach
You fightin' God with no common sense
Throwin' shots at the kid
It just might get intense
For real

I'm the nigga they gon' pick to win
I'm the one with the shotty so please don't bother him
DND please do not disturb dawg
She a freak leave you by the curb dawg
I'm the nigga they gon' pick to win
I'm the one with the shotty so please don't bother him
DND please do not disturb dawg (What else?)
She a freak leave you by the curb dawg (Yung Andreas)

Look
I'm the one wit' the shotty
So please don't bother him
Can't trust nobody this where they got us in
Ritz Carlton from the Ramada Inn
I hold the boning knife
When watchin' them
They thought they crossed me like a protestant
Andreas fear nobody
I'm stressed rippin' squares like Bronny
Papertrail stretch like laundry (Ou)
Still I'm the only one that get the job done
Word to my Godfather Manoli keep me mobbed up
The rock was in my sock I kept the soft tucked
Drug dogs make my heart pump
Windows fogged up
'96 Impala bumpin' Bootsy Collins
Nothin' gettin' passed me
I love em' still I gotta watch em'
Use to light up til' my eye lashes gone
Pass me the saw
Let me cut you half of the raw (Ou)
I'm sayin' son your strategy's off
Never had nobody in my corner smack your PR

I'm the nigga they gon' pick to win
I'm the one with the shotty so please don't bother him
DND please do not disturb dawg
She a freak leave you by the curb dawg
I'm the nigga they gon' pick to win
I'm the one with the shotty so please don't bother him
DND please do not disturb dawg (What else?)
She a freak leave you by the curb dawg

DND (feat. Tedy Andreas) [Prod. by OrionCreates]

(I like that) 
I’m from the city where them boys 
Never fight fair 
Your worst nightmare 
Get fucked up
In the freshest Nike airs 
I spent time reflecting a little
Upon my misery
Family tried to belittle me 
God exposin' the enemies 
Keeping quiet to better me, observing 
Those wifin’ women upon contingencies
Anguish in their soliloquies 
Honeymooners before the rings 
Before the whorin’ I was a youngin’ in 
Silver Spring desperate to find destiny 
Desperate to find a, lady unique as I 
No greed aside her desires 
Ambition I don’t supply 
My attitude like whatever 
I save the money to spend it depends
The weather 
I’m up and dwelling the pressure round the

Yeah
 
Around 
(Midnight)

Yeah

Around the 
(Midnight Hour)

Yeah, I like that

Around the 
(Midnight Hour)

Yeah 

Around 
(Midnight)

Achy body and can’t sleep
Can’t think without puffin'
The finest distinct 
Kush imported from Beijing 
Use to smoke with my main thing 
Flattered to know my new fling 
Wanna know me in hopes 
To convert to boo things 
I give it thought though my heart 
Is too far to part 
I’m whole within the present
I’m covered on needs and wants 
I’ve driven the finest vehicles 
Still, can’t tell the differences 
What they after is venomous 
Flashing lights with the bitches in 
Deuces up for the moment 
Adrenaline that we had in common 
Was golden 
But comes and goes like the folded 
I stand alone how I’m focused 
Only The Lord know this 
Only the whores notice 
The diamond rings and the cuff links 
Silhouette like a drunk king 
Here I am enjoying the things 
I once seen on television 
But no change 
Pockets hollow like 2019
Those were the old days 
In shock the present is 
Far beyond what my thoughts gazed  

I like that

Around 
(Midnight)

Yeah, Yeah 

Around the 
(Midnight Hour)

Yeah
I like that

Around 
(Midnight Hour)

You know

Around the
(Midnight)

(Midnight)

(Midnight)

MIDNIGHT HOUR (Prod. by 1st Official)

I need a chick that won’t care 
For the things that she owns 
I know I’m losing myself 
I been losing myself again 
Patching my soul again 
I collect hoes again 
I know I’m wrong (Aye)

I need a chick that won’t care 
For the things that she owns 
I know I’m losing myself 
I been losing myself again 
Patching my soul again 
I collect hoes again 
I know I’m wrong (Aye)(Aye)

I need a chick that won’t  care 
For the things that she owns 
Big body Coi wanna hit
While she fashion Rick Owens (Yeah)
The ill out the Spring and you know it (Yeah)
I’m right back to splurging on women 
That care too much whether I’m coming or going (Yeah) 
Baby I just I wanna fly away 
Come back on my own 
I know a bit way too many that think that know 
That I’m HIM on the low 
I got too many achievements I went and achieved it 
I don’t gotta show 
She want a man with ambition 
But all the ambitious I know don’t seem whole 
So I’m puffin’ this dro (Yeah) 
Ain’t been feeding my soul (Nah)
When I’m down I get up 
When up I get down 
You can’t even come close (Nah)

Aye
I need a chick that won’t care 
For the things that she owns 
I know I’m losing myself 
I been losing myself again 
Patching my soul again 
I collect hoes again 
I know I’m wrong (Aye)

I need a chick that won’t care 
For the things that she owns 
I know I’m losing myself 
I been losing myself again 
Patching my soul again 
I collect hoes again 
I know I’m wrong

PLAIN JANE (Prod. by bharumusic)

This aint the time to be 
Feeling sorry baby know my 
Presence the reason you feeling jiggy
Got my back against the wall 
Cause I trust this just the beginning 
I’m a veteran 
Gettin’ too close to me 
How the ending go 
Adrenaline what she be after 
When coming through the door 
I got the bride forevers
And I don’t know for sure's
The ominous and impulsive package 
Corrupt the pure 
I know what it is attractive 
My allure tell her that she can’t ignore 

I tend to rush 
But with you girl  I might take my time, witcha

I tend to rush 
But with you girl  I might take my time, witcha

I tend to rush 
But with you girl  I might take my time, witcha

I tend to rush 
But with you girl  I might take my time, witcha

I tend to rush 
But with you girl I might 
Get responsible know my ex’s 
Is steady stalking you 
Got incognito pages in case 
I tell you to block them hoes 
Might just M.I.A this shit 
Fuck the internet 
Drop and roll 
Let's get away 
A minute won’t last if shorty’s your life coach 
They talk about you behind your back  Its the same for me 
They tell me things about they friends 
Like they do ‘bout me 
Look, we don’t have to bond 
To get to know 
Let me see what’s in your soul 
I tend to rush but for you girl I might hit a lick 
Sike I’m playin’ I'm packing common sense 
I never trip 
Time’ll tell me whether or not you tryna run a skit 
Iknowayrel with the honeys tryna run a blitz 
Needy bae you my Alicia girl but get a grip 
Got the Keys for you but you be tryna weigh the tip
Got no time for that ungrateful shit 
I know what it is attractive 
My allure tell her that she can’t ignore 

I tend to rush 
But with you girl  I might take my time, witcha

I tend to rush 
But with you girl  I might take my time, witcha 

I tend to rush 
But with you girl  I might take my time, witcha 

I tend to rush 
But with you girl  I might take my time, witcha

TAKE MY TIME (Prod. by OrionCreates)

My old bitch want me 
And that nigga damn 
That bitch did try two time me 
I gave her all she need
But I know lust ain’t hard to find me
I’m doing the same things 
I’m cruisin’ wildin’
Two-way shorty
I’m in that same cage 
I did what I do ain’t no sorries 

I went and got the crib 
Just so you can move in honest
I thought ‘bout doing bids 
Moved that nigga in your apartment 
That’s where I use to live 
But you fuck niggas like its nothin’
I seen’t you sucking dick 
In 4K yeah I know I’m buggin’
You did the same things 
That you said you wouldn’t 
Trust me 
I been over the chick 
But often I be thinking cousin 
How the fuck I let this chick 
Bug me out my player 
I’m back to fuckin’
How the fuck I let Teare go 
When she the one who loved me 

My old bitch want me   
And that nigga damn 
Damn she try two time me 
I gave her all she need
But I know lust ain’t hard to find me
I’m doing the same things 
I’m cruisin’ wildin’
Two-way shorty
I’m in that same cage 
I did what I do ain’t no sorries 

My old bitch want me 
And that nigga damn 
That bitch did try two time me 
I gave her all she need
But I know lust ain’t hard to find me
I’m doing the same things 
I’m cruisin’ wildin’
Two-way shorty
I’m in that same cage 
I did what I do ain’t no sorries 

I did what I do ain’t no sorries 
No apologies 
I told my nigga Cree 
You go and ask you shall receive 
This bitch just wanted gifts and shit bitch 
This ain’t Christmas Eve 
This bitch said take me on a yacht 
Girl you disturb my peace 
I know I’m wrong for rappin’
Half this shit you won’t believe 
I know that when she see that cat dawg 
She think bout me 
I seen lil shorty back in March 
She said I’m still the king 
But I aint never take a thotty word you for the team 

My old bitch want me 
And that nigga damn 
That bitch did try two time me 
I gave her all she need
But I know lust ain’t hard to find me
I’m doing the same things 
I’m cruisin’ wildin’
Two-way shorty
I’m in that same cage 
I did what I do ain’t no sorries 

My old bitch want me 
And that nigga damn 
That bitch did try two time me 
I gave her all she need
But I know lust ain’t hard to find me
I’m doing the same things 
I’m cruisin’ wildin’
Two-way shorty
I’m in that same cage 
I did what I do ain’t no sorries

NO SORRIES (TWO WAY SHORTY) [Prod. by Sapjer]

Look
Yeah I’ve been the same since 
Tell me how I lane switch 
I aint disappear Im down the road 
From Chevy Chase’s
Same old attitude new smile 
New faces 
I rebuke fakeness 
Scripts on new pages 
Energy could never have been matched 
My style different 
When I speak you listen 
Nigga pay attention 
All over the world 
It don’t matter where I stay 
It’s always been the same me 
So please get up out my face cuz’

I ain’t fuck with many of you niggas then so
Please tell me what I lost?
(Yeah) (Yeah)
I ain’t fuck with many of you bitches then so
Please tell me what I lost?
(Ain’t shit changed over here playboy)
Still that same nigga lived on 7th Street (You feel me?)
Please tell me what I lost?
(You know what time it is when I come through)
I ain’t fuck with many of you niggas then so
Please tell me what I lost?
Yeah

I came out that same spot 
Hyattsville to Claremont 
You can’t match the hustle 
I work till the sun drop
Use to hitchhike no fare for the bus stops
Hillandale to Downtown
Downtown the sports shops 
Now we talkin’ Jersey 
Posted by the train tracks 
Memories that can’t fade 
Wrestling and wave cap 
Mitchell & Ness snapbacks
Skinny jeans and blazers
I know what them girls like 
Ludacris did it major
Reflecting upon my past 
Thank the Lord I got it made 
My skull was used to the knuckles 
Kept turning the same page 
Had to look in the mirror 
Like this where the game change 
I’m making the game mine 
Boy stay in your damn lane 
I ain't the one to try it wit 
I ain't the one to play 
I ain't the one to mumble 
I’m sending shots to the face 
All over the world 
It don’t matter where I stay 
It’s always been the same me 
So please get up out my face cuz’

I ain’t fuck with many of you niggas then so
Please tell me what I lost?
(Yeah)
I ain’t fuck with many of you bitches then so
Please tell me what I lost?
(Yeah)
Still that same nigga lived on 7th Street 
Please tell me what I lost?
(Yeah)
I ain’t fuck with many of you niggas then so
Please tell me what I lost?

SINCE JOYCE KILMER (Prod. by Trell Daniels)

I don’t know ‘bout ya’ll
But I ain’t been all boss
I ain’t been all leather man
I ain’t been all frost
I ain’t invested in doing things
To contact God
I’m crawling through backdoors
After pussy at all cost
Tell me what money been all about
When your heart's pure
Tell me what dreams and my reality contour
Ask me why greed is not opposed to my art form
While I’m handing her backshots
And she’s planted on all fours

Don’t try to help me
When all your problems
Got back sores
Ain’t make it to halftime
But talkin’ that Tom Ford
Niggas got big dreams
Bigger get-rich schemes
Bitches that talk that ride or die
But may switch teams
Been after six rings
Ben Affleck big flings
Cause all the women that I meet
Just after my Swiss Cheese
I ain’t accusing your sis
Of being a gold digger
But if I didn’t have a dollar
I wouldn’t be anything

I don’t know ‘bout ya’ll
But I ain’t been all boss
I ain’t been all leather man
I ain’t been all frost
I ain’t invested in doing things
To contact God
I’m crawling through backdoors
After women at all cost
Tell me what money been all about
When your heart's pure
Tell me what dreams and my reality contour
Ask me why greed is not opposed to my art form
While I’m handing her backshots
And she’s planted on all fours

In that secret society livin’
Got it like WandaVision
Claiming you see it
But we ain’t seeing the same things
After a high
Been feeling empty inside
I gotta find a new reason to be appealing to life’s gauge
Don’t know what switched mane
Questioning shit strange
I thought I had it together I thought I switched lanes
I thought I beat all the pressure
I made the temp fade
I filled the bar to completion I became Sensei
I got the rent paid
I got the whip glazed
I’m the new Denzel she like how I spit game
Check out the fit the brim giving you Liu Kang
Thought all my answers would be enough
On the outside
I’m feeling a mile high cuz'

I don’t know ‘bout ya’ll
I ain’t been all leather man
I ain’t been all frost
I ain’t invested in doing things
To contact God
I’m crawling through backdoors
After women at all cost
Tell me what money been all about
When your heart's pure
Tell me what dreams and my reality contour
Ask me why greed is not opposed to my art form
While I’m handing her backshots
And she’s planted on all fours

6/5/2023

UP AT NIGHT (Prod. by JimmyDukes)

Sniffling nose runs like dribbling stones
Ripples that flow, chest trembling the moment after hitting the strong
Strong arm the beat spittin' till adrenaline's gone
I write sometimes feelings biting as the pendulum’s throwed
Stripped it to bone, always hungry like my dinner was gone, like my dinner was *uh*
—venomous poems with rhythmic tones
I Keep rambling, searching for the pockets keep scrambling 
Since at times a line’ll push me deep like Grand Canyon’s

Echoing left right in my soul
Feeling out of control 

As I walk I feel a shift in my plasma
The scene is getting gray I guess I’m stuck under miasmas of acid rain

Storm clouds floating through my skull
Think I lost my self-control
Will I ever shine again
Under acid rain, acid rain 

It’s a moody, pretty sky
Stars that flew ain’t pass me by
As I’m dancing feel the same
Acid rain, acid rain

Acid rain got my eyes seeing colors
that haven’t been discovered 
won’t ever be the same still
bottling this pain feel
angles got me cornered i sleep 
with an eye half open
round the corners I creep off balance
veering to a side
they just slipping by i guess so i had to let it slide
saw my own reflection in the puddles in her eyes 
When I noticed every tear I seen her cry had the slightest tint
Acid rain, acid rain
couldn’t mask the pain
we’re all feeling the acid rain, acid rain

I got a bone to pick 
These rappers wanna hide the truth 
I got a bone to pick with niggas 
Who try hide the loot 
When I step in 
I father niggas with this shit 
Like Mosby at the Tipton 

I show love and show love 
Niggas gone missin’
I hate to break it to ya dawg look
I’m not a yes man 
I hate to confess man 
I’m out of the question 

I may or may not have offended 
All my adversaries 
I may or may not know they watch
While Ill intentions vary 
I may or may not know the itch
For legendary like what poison is to dairy like 
What CALLOUS is to scary nights

Instead of sneaking all around 
I give you niggas classics 
While ya sit back and Gossip Girl 
Just watch me make it happen 

I told that wizard boy 
To write me something worth the scoop 
And if you were here I’d write this verse in front of you 
I see all the potential 
But never coincidental how them niggas 
All around you applaud you like you the golden goose 

I use to see life differently while in my stubborn youth 
I use to prey on bitches vividly and make it truth
I use to walk the 29 to get to valley Brook
Back when sally took 
All my interest and checked me off her book

Storm clouds floating through my skull
Think I lost my self-control
Will I ever shine again
Under acid rain, acid rain 

It’s a moody, pretty sky
Stars that flew ain’t pass me by
As I’m dancing feel the same
Acid rain, acid rain

SAUDAUDE - Acid Rain w/ SOCALLOUS

Come & Getcha’ sum
Come & Getcha’ sum

Aye
Come & Getcha’ sum
Aint no back-dooring me son 
Niggas be faker than re runs 
That’s why im cooling off calling ‘em homies 
Like we sum

Getcha’ sum
We was just hoopin’ where we from 
Lately been fucking on demons 
These niggas don’t want no smoke 
I could chop ‘em tree trunks 

Getcha’ sum
Been a long time since that free lunch
We was in groups doin work in the back of the class 
Gradin’ papers like teacher look we done
I was a menace I wasn’t even paying attention 
I wanted Mrs. Kedon 
And them niggas aint wanting no smoke wit the kid 
Boy I’ll pop up like I heard you seen sum 

And I know a bad bitch she been lurking my gram with the shits
Told her give me a reason 
And I’m knowing that she out Miami been actin a fool 
I know she been tweakin’
When you done girl I gotchu 
Just hit up my phone because honestly
I think you mean sum
I’m not the one you would cheat on 
Girl I’m the one you would keep on 


Bitch sike I lied I’m a menace 
I’m standing on business 
Like signing a prenup 
Ain’t no way that bitch finna work me 
For mine I been hustling I’m ballin’ like T Time 

Aint no way that I’m sitting like you niggas passenger side 
Let shorty whip me up 
I been scooping these bitches 
Since 15 I’m not switching roles 
That’s not what be on 

Come & Getcha’ sum
Aint no back-dooring me son 
Niggas be faker than re runs 
That’s why im cooling off calling ‘em homies 
Like we sum
Getcha’ sum
We was just hoopin’ where we from 
Lately been fucking on demons 
These niggas don’t want no smoke 
I could chop ‘em tree trunks 

Come & Getcha’ sum
Aint no back-dooring me son 
Niggas be faker than re runs 
That’s why I’m cooling off calling ‘em homies 
Like we sum
Getcha’ sum
We was just hoopin’ where we from 
Lately been fucking on demons 
These niggas don’t want no smoke 
I could chop ‘em tree trunks

Come & Getcha (Prod. by SOGIMURA)

Yo
As the sun arises
The wind sheer cold 
This winter doesn’t surprise me 
My skin well conditioned the struggle 
Won’t be my fall 
The clear blue skies present to me 
Opportunity the money comes and goes 
I’ll never chase it like ya’ll
Taste of life’s satisfaction 
Spare me the cost 
My peers wanted glory and bad bitches 
Defrost the mirror hidden is God 

Can’t cover this with a cough 
My time here
I’ve let my eyes rest on the shadows 
While blind stares were given 
The mind blurs the vision 
My youth I spent distant in preparation for now 
I crept through them alleys never did crack a smile 
My mother hoped and dreamed for a suitcase , hunnit’ thou’ like a new Wraith 
The keys never belonged to thou
Many surprises burned bridges
The finale I escaped 
Mind, body and soul 
Well intact Alive like the canal
Five finger discount how  I use tell ‘em
I was caught in 480p with intrusive dwellin’s
Police badges never did intimidate our section 
Cause if it weren’t for that I’d be in Rikers in Jail sextin’ your bitch 
Many prices I’ve paid I’ve shattered my innocence ever since ever since
Too toned my body for God I represent

I understand if rappers I make jealous and 
My style heaven sent like guzzlin’ excedrin
The illest out the Spring cant cure him wit’ medicine 
Tribulations occur I’m watching you from within
Bloodshed body’s done hit the pavement a binge 
If Christ did return you’d crucify him again
Been fake all your life don’t homie me not my twin 

What the fuck I need subtitles or somethin’
Ya’ll must not understand I’m above rappin’ with bums
He say this shit for fun ok I ain’t the one I’m ghost
Cheers up to the sky lets make a toast 
My homie put a ring on his shorty but he don’t boast 
No IG pictures or Reels to let you know 
We just livin’ life in the matrix gettin’ started like day 6 
I focus on me and not the globe
That’s all I know

EGO PAIN III

Sheer Cold (Prod. Planit Earf Music)

SHEER COLD (Prod. by Planit Earf Music)

My silence will make or break me 
The ones that I trust are quick to replace me 
The bitches I wanna get with are influenced by a daydream 
Of splurging money with louis bags drippin’ hunnits 
So cravings of a comeuppance , I told you so’s, and what of it's 
Not a play thing 
Her scars show proof of life with a vague theme 
Like all these bitches with me not what they seem 
In my own world 
I live a life where I supply her with her day needs 
Like beware of your foes 
Keep your space clean 
Peep game, I don’t make eye contact with bitches who air they face 
Seems a little immature 
To you niggas I can’t relate B 
On the wake up
All these premonitions deflate G’s 
The money I never thought I would have 
I spend a day glee 
Short lived
Though the devil wants to erase me 
I walk along the valley where death is all but a thought 
So Ima treat these bars like a locomotive the motion
I’m in sync in other words trust that I’ll never stop  


Yo this shit is mine
Really divine
Proud of myself
Was mad at myself
remember when I doubted myself
stressed puffin on Virginia slims
feel nobody’s next to kin
Yall in False realities 
Outside I’m really verified
I’m 40 floors up on the balcony smokin’ Carolina reaper
Wit a bad lil diva wit thick features 
Gotta feel for all these suckers that feel the need to, 
Call her while she poppin’ bottles wit the T-E-D-Y
I was making sure that a gram ain’t come out my Levi’s 
I can’t play my unreleased records
They steal my B-sides
Know she’d prolly rather a Van Cleef,
Than a Nissan,
She’ll still get around on these mothafuckas’ and she right,
You ever felt abandonment?
Well shit I have, and here it is,
Shared the same dreams,
We was tighter than jeans on Aerosmith,
Now I’m dreaming of robbin’ Merril Lynch,
Don’t need the safe combination,
Just tell me where it is

These motherfuckers tell me keep going keep going
As if I’ll stop I’ma keep flowin’ keep flowin’
Hand on my crotch 
Know you gotta love it 
Well seasoned vet I’m a product of this  
No discussion till the wheels fall off 
I’ll be your locomotive 
Till the wheels fall off 
I’ll be your, locomotive
Yeah...

LOCOMOTIVE (feat. Tedy Andreas) [Prod. by Graphwize]

I’m in a bit of a situation 
Cause my heart keep telling me to go 
Don’t stop 
Never keep 'er waiting 
Logic keep your hands off her 
No debating 
I gotta keep my mind off what I’m tryna do 
Cause what I’m tryna do never what I need to do
And where I wanna go includes often  
Me & You 
And what I’m feining for I never seem to get a clue 

Ain’t nun to it man dust off shoulders 
Moncleir puffin’ like my heart colder 
I can’t find the time to trip like I’m sober 
Hide away the pain partition me chauffeur 

Shout out to the bitches graduating 
May to June faux leather cap and gown
Yeah she got a lot to show for it (Uh)
Pray to God that he keep them all away from me 
Cause they not the ones I go for 
I’m in a situation (Yeah)
Cause my dawg want me out in LA summer vibes 
Chillin with the crew 
But I’m still out in VA tryna find a new excuse 
For the time I never use 
Your boy sicker than the flu man
I promise it was never you 
I been a fool man 
Cause I been scratching off the tallies 
Keepin’ accounts of all my follies and I 
Can't erase what I’ll never do again 

Ain’t nun to it man dust off shoulders 
Moncleir puffin’ like my heart colder 
I can’t find the time to trip like I’m sober 
Hide away the pain partition me chauffeur

JOURNEY

Moncler Veil (Prod. by DatBoy229)

It’s hard to see your eyes 
And notice they not worth the truth 
It’s hard to say that I was once the guy  
You hated in my stubborn youth I played the game and
Strictly for entertainment purposes 
Withdrew my love and care 
Ain’t tryna hurt myself so baby I became prepared 

Like 
Levis I match the denim 
Not too much cologne sprayed it twice 
The natural dove is in the air
So you know how I get ‘em
I never try too hard
And yes I have a type 
The kind I cant describe but notice she ain’t out at night 
Unless its her and I 
No reasons to put up a fight this life is so sublime 
I never thought 
Well,  maybe once or twice I fantasized

Hold my hand I’ll guide you through this paradigm
That we know as life 
Billie Jean told me think twice 
My appetite aint been polite so

I confess that I been by that wishing well hoping
For different outcomes 
Desperation what I’m slow roastin’
She know she got one 
Come and use me, Know I deserve it 
For that weak shit close the curtains put me in a box 
I sacrificed all of my sanity for pain 
Joy, it went and came for a moment 
Until she saw the creases in my game 
I used all her love try elevate my name  
For the feeling like little niggas chasing after fame 
Oh so many times I could’ve finished in a cage 
Like I ain’t been the same might leap into the rain and
Memories I cherished I done furnished to the flames when the picture not the same 
I see hatred before resignation letters
Wanted to validate the trust I guess I’m better 
These inconsistencies’ll set you up for lesser 
Peep how I’m flockin’ with the wind 
How could I be lost when my reality’s is this 


Hold my hand I’ll guide you through this paradigm
That we know as life 
Billie Jean told me think twice 
My appetite aint been polite so

Paradigm (Prod. by Kenneth English)

These flaws of mine expose 
I’m the reminiscent kind 
I did all my shinin' in my younger days 
The women I left twitchin’ in bed 
Left my heart in pain 
Today I see them
And I cant help but wonder 
How life gets us 
Twin sisters my new bitch 
Cravin' the pipe in her 
Out of love 
I been maintaining the right distance 
Ego pain my morals have been in question  
Twenty Eight and I stunt like my adolescence
For half steppin’ you boys get banished in that direction 
Regrets occur, when I let people enter my life
All of her desires are reckless and out of spite 
I know most her dreams allude to me desperate 
Stretching my hands as if I could ever be dependent 
Follow your heart and you’ll find the beginning to all endings
Look 
I could bring success if I discipline ass kissin' 
I know I’m the one they requestin' they all listen 
Look
I can't show her flaws her judgment is conflicted
I see my reality tangled my mind visions
Know the vices provide the escapes
That the time didn’t 
Uh
I admit my follies in hopes to attain wisdom 
Still hit all the broads 
I wouldn’t let in my kitchen 
I ain't spent a dime providin' a false image 
Fuck we here for?
I thought I was purpose enough 
I’ll rearrange my life around for a promise I trust 
Forget about it 
I know she’ll spend years up in that college 
While more ways to doubt if I’ll love her come up 
And then eventually that promise’ll turn to a bust 
I’d rather be alone but somehow I fall into lust
Only the strong survive and boy I’ve died so many times 
I feel like I’m on my fifteenth life sentence 
My fourteenth life ended when I followed the outsiders 
Into a path that caused death to my inhibition 
I got all I need 
Yet I feel like there’s somethin’ missin'
All them memories keep me afloat in the non-existent 
Polished while I breathe though present not where I’m livin' 
I’m focused on the outside like a fuckin’ victim 
She been enticed never needed no fuckin’ liquor 
I’m not polite boy be careful with who you dissin’
The peace nice but the drama been more efficient 
I been the type to go and handle my own killings

And what they want from me is so apparent their own feelin's
I cant be around no motherfuckers who won’t  get it 
I cant be around no motherfuckers who fake livin' 
Go along to get along life is acidic 
I’m not kiddin' 


Inside Edition (Prod. by Krish)

Valley Brook (Prod. by 1st Official)

Don't Blame Me (Prod. by DWNLD)

BANE (Prod. by Mike Yinde)

And it goes like 
Moncler puffer the storm right 
Too soon to tell me the murky weather 
Yeah, ten toes down in the cold right?
My tribulations are worth a stretcher 
Feel the rage mist my love leak when I bleed 
Not a bitch around that’s worth blending my seed 
I know my desires are burning like rolling sheets 
Crouchin’ through fire the devil see when I peak 

I can smell the rain coming 
My eyes have yet to lie to me 
I stepped foot in the labyrinth 
And didn’t know it 
Oblivious been living life like a kid again 
Seen many men wait by the door for deaths arrival 
And when it comes to opponents there’s not a rival 
I done pushed buttons
I’m done waiting for yall
I’m birthed problem that nobody can solve 
The pen 6’11 shoot threes like Mark Gasol 
Any of these rappers a threat? 
No not at all
List of many goats in pocket
But it’s none of ya’ll 

I stroll the car
Through red lights I’m out in SHAW
the thickest broads pop out they Na Na Na’s
Still I gotta walk through the fire 
Insanity and my pride 
To hold your hand in the scene with one of y’all
I wouldn’t touch grass or bleed for one of y’all 

Yeah I’m only here to examine the root and cause 
The truth hurts until you let it dissolve 
The new dawn i see your methods 
Survival your image not authentic you’ll brush my shoulders with eyes closed 
Light the torch 
As I lead the way for the lost souls 
I cracked the code 
these rappers all live in fear
I never fold these ten toes how I steer
I switch gears 
In the midst of it all reload the clip
And extend peace ‘fore I tear them apart 
Gracefully I let you live how could you not 
Embrace for me 
Your bitch tempting I keep her at eye candy level
The self respect that she don’t got
I trigger passive moments 
My endurance a sore spot
I figured more cash boost adrenaline 
Hit of bliss like her medicine 
The word “NO” somethin’ like doorstops
Come gamble with your life go against me a sure shot
So far in the horizon heatwaves make your soul clot 
And burn swiftly 
New Jay’s new day soles crispy 
Black jean jacket the signature of the callous mystery 
New York fitted my birth place been vandalized 
Asinine credit scores lower than birth rates 
How can I live proper my earth quakes 
No way to find peace ‘less a transaction wear you 
Like North Face 
Ride along with me for your fate 
My Birds Eye view of the sapphire sphere
Erodes fake over time

The heavens predicted I would shine
At your door like the bill collector to gimme mine
Respect the hustle got many flavors  
A columbine 
Check the style the homie really one of a kind
Solitude focus I disappear just to blossom 
I know dead people that’s breathing they souls
In coffins 
Why the fuck would I stick around 
And sink with ya? 
The questions they never ask themselves
Unfollow women I recruited 
They bad for health 
She only here when I’m alone and can’t stand myself 
Beside the point is where I’ve been 
But too blind to help 
I gotta see to all my wounds 
‘Fore I’m distributing first aids
First place what the aim is 
But I know better illustrations presented here 
By the famous is Criss Cross
The right trigger R2 I’m pissed off
The painters here just been tracing man 
Please don’t believe the lies that you saw 
Blood sweat and tears they’ll try and convince ya’ll 
That they the ones who got ball 
And I ain’t nicer at all.....

R2 (Prod. by Aris Erth)

I been 
Wastin' my time in a way that I cannot explain I been lost in my conscience 
I’m one foot away from the place I was told I belong in I heard it was promised 
I’m ten steps ahead of the girl 
That you wish you could wife up and call her your partner 
And she know that for sure she know that for sure for real 
You been throwin' rocks at the boy and hidin' your hands I know it for sure 
It’s evident by how you move around me 
Turn my back they shoot they grimey 
Yeah, Sly coop how they steal
Shout my ese’s 
All my friends lame riding for they self 
Pop up all my ex’s caught up 
She don’t wanna come back here so fuck it I won’t call her 
K-Keep a chrome heart in my chest I’m playing like Vince Carter 
And my days been long and slow 
I’m serving up the product

Till my rollie presidential dawg (Promise) 
Shootin’ for the stars (Bimmer) 
Come and pull up shorty feinin’ teach you how to ball 
I been feeling so conceited I could never fall 
Fuck my opps I’ll make ‘em bleed before I ever call a truce

Quite frankly I beens' doin’ what it do Check the mail 
I delivers everything they never do 
Libra scale I been balancin’ my time could never manage it 
When all I felt was passion and betrayal was all I fathomed, I 
Might just cop the Benz but I might just switch it to a Phantom 
Stickin up the place for 911 Porsche Carrera 
I’m still doing things I’m never sharing for the camera 
While they hope to understand us 
I just hope she don’t lose stamina 
Cause I’m hittin’ her like she came and stole my backend 
All the sins I did been washed away aint losing traction 
I came from that school where niggas claimed 
They bout that action 
Where they was servin’ packs and bathroom fights was mutual agreements not for actin' 
All the cappin niggas do man I could never practice 
All my self control is a result of loss and passion 
All you niggas comfy now believe it boy I’m comin’ hard as Venis Val 
I punish hoes she feel it WOW

Till my rollie presidential dawg 
Shootin’ for the stars 
Come and pull up shorty feinin’ teach you how to ball 
I been feelin' so conceited I could never fall 
Fuck my opps I’ll make ‘em bleed before I ever call a truce
(Fuck my opps I’ll make ‘em bleed before I ever call a truce)

Caught Up (Prod. by Kenneth English)

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it 

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it 

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it 

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it 

Developed a lot of bad habits 
My life consistent of meek patterns 
The baby face made ‘em all fall 
It wasn’t status of course 
Never spent a dollar on yours 
In bitter need of direction 
I never got use to flexin' 
Did nothing for me  
Like tell me how pulling up in a Lexus 
Is bringing peace to the reckless 
Searchin' for what ain’t missin'
They was spinnin' blocks for retro concords 
On the stoop 
These are not yours 
You won’t even miss ‘em

All them mixed signals they hoping that I would catch ‘em 
All them bad bitches is single and I aint stressin’
All I got today is some answers for many questions 
And lessons I’m more than fond to admit it was all a message 

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it 

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it 

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it 

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it 
  
Let’s talk about it please 
When I was young I had no guidance aint no one to lead
I had to get it on my own 
P’s & Q’s and B’s 
Nobody pullin’ up to the games nobody here for me 
All these inner demons reflect my relationships 
All these L’s I had to take I had to take them shits
All these situations came about I had to Derrick Rose nigga 
Keep on moving’ forward still you know that you the goat nigga 

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it 

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it 

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it 

I see pussy hidden in your spirit 
You ain’t built like you say you built 
Nigga we could talk about it

Talk About It (Prod. by Kenneth English)


This shit lasted way more than it should’ve
We held on to probably’s so 
You thought you could shop me 
I don’t wanna base this love on a if like 
I know you don’t got me no 
I know you don’t got me 

She walked away but before she could do so 
I looked in her eyes and I saw its a bluff 
Don’t try to stop me 
Don’t try to stop me no
She walked away but before she could do so 
I looked in her eyes and I saw its a bluff 
Don’t try to stop me 
Don’t try to stop me no

She don’t really know these days 
If I’ll behave I got my ways 
I dont know shame 
I don’t know love 
I just know pain 
I tried so hard to be her way 

She walked away but before she could do so 
I looked in her eyes and I saw its a bluff 
Don’t try to stop me 
Don’t try to stop me no
She walked away but before she could do so 
I looked in her eyes and I saw its a bluff 
Don’t try to stop me 
Don’t try to stop me no

Why the fuck is it that you out 
2 AM tight jeans on
Latex in your purse out with your friends 
You talk about us so much with them bitches you over the joy 
Girl you had you a man 
Now all you got is a gym membership 
Takin' selfies and shit 
You been plottin' revenge 
You all alone in that high rise apartment 
Your company knows it they benefitin'  
And you already know 
You cry in your sleep feelin’ ghost 
Your vanity life that you chose 
You archive the pictures you post
Its crazy how everything we both been lookin' for hidden 
Right under our nose 
And I been hard to trust in the past 
Which is why she end up on the roads that she float 
The fires I stoke 

She don’t really know these days 
If I’ll behave I got my ways 
I dont know shame 
I don’t know love 
I just know pain 
I tried so hard to be her way 

She walked away but before she could do so 
I looked in her eyes and I saw its a bluff 
Don’t try to stop me 
Don’t try to stop me no
She walked away but before she could do so 
I looked in her eyes and I saw its a bluff 
Don’t try to stop me 
Don’t try to stop me no

She walked away but before she could do so 
I looked in her eyes and I saw its a bluff 
Don’t try to stop me 
Don’t try to stop me no
She walked away but before she could do so 
I looked in her eyes and I saw its a bluff 
Don’t try to stop me 
Don’t try to stop me no


Basic Instinct

Basic Instinct (Prod. by Elijah Melo)

Let ‘em know its all there 
For them to judge me 
The proof is in the pudding I grew from something to nothin’ 
Familiar faces recall imperfections I love it 
That lets me know I’ve grown 
Since I was in huggies breastfed Mama been stressin’ out 
My father swig the Henny bottle vices I get it now 
I contemplated suicide once living in doubt was eating at me 
My soul crying out 
I need reason to live ‘fore I disappear again
My purpose ain’t clear fear is in 
Constant 
Tug of war happenin’ and 
All I can do is watch them
Fair enough those are options
Marathon for the hustlers 
Who care less ‘bout the optics 
Father supply me strength 
I know the struggle what build the muscle
Cherish every moment that I remember 
To dodge the puddles 
My clarity depends on every second 
I stand on ten toes 
Further I go more foes arise 
And more hoe goodbyes
More 3.5’s that I smoke in the ride 
Staring up at the sky 
Questioning life and purposes
You’ve heard it all before 
But can you tell me ‘bout what purpose is? 

Furthermore see me conduct myself inappropriate
In her eyes what she envisions is where I’m ‘sposed to get 
While in my rearview life’s floodin’ 
The barricades ain’t nothing
Somehow I’m still high rise living 
The only way to perfection is high five villains 
Cryptic know my intentions is for cyanide kill ‘em
Kicked it wit’ ‘em till the side eye 
Blemished 
All forms of communication my enemies 
Get the Dylan feeling 
Wassup!?

I’m on New Hampshire to Georgia Ave trying to make a buck
All this shit that I’ve written is what I’ve said and done
While niggas worried ‘bout they highlight reels
My high life fills the void 
But see, that might kill 
That might bill her heart 
Now she can’t sit still
All this might but frail to what 
I can’t deal
What should I do about me? 
Maybe blend in with the rest of the world 
And act as if the money got me

Journey (Prod. by ARVM Beats)

I could really get it poppin’ here
Yeah, 
Tropicana sprite boy I’m ballin’ like a Cavalier 
Baby show me what your talent is 
She been looking in the wrong places
Baby want some peace 
Baby, look  I could put a lease on a leash 
I could break you off pushin’ P you ain’t P
Tryna steal from me 
I’ma teach when you reach 
She wanna know my body count 
Leach I deceased
Look 
Bitch I’m back by popular demand 
I can’t show you all my moves 
I can’t show my hand 
All I got for you is landing time 
Countin’ bands 
Got so many haters watchin’ me 
He a stan
Look 
And I went and bought some property 
With a Benz 
Look 
Stars align properly I’m outta here 
I’m coastal 
I been peepin’ how you boys shook
Never ever had my bitch took 
Funny niggas Dave Cook 
I know some bout a rapper though 
Man these niggas moist wet pussy niggas 
They laundry clothes 
Flexin’ bout a bitch 
You’s a lick we already know 
Put ‘em on a billboard lit you’s a famous hoe 

I’m Poppin’ bay-be 
Aye Aye 
Look girl I’m Poppin’ 
Aye Aye 
I told you lil’ niggas I been shoppin’
Aye Aye 
Princess cut baby look my diamonds 
Aye Aye 
I’m poppin’ I’m poppin’
I’m ugh -
Don’t be stuntin’ up in here like you with me 
Put ‘em out the club 
Leave that boy on Sesame 
I don’t hang wit clowns I don’t mess with no police 
Speaking of police they ain’t never come get me 

I been off the road like I’m ridin’ ATV’s huh?
California roll spicy mayo please huh
See how annoying it is when niggas get on beats huh?

But I can kick it to ya somethin’ like a Clipse
I been ridin’ down HU boy I use to hit 
Hella bitches know my name 
Hella bitches got the gist 
Wasn’t shit, till I left my mama’s house I’m on the blip
Now I walk around like grave pissin’ finger poppin’ jit
I been workin’
I been swerving 
I been a money makin’ virgin
I never splurge it 
This hoe told me she was worth it 
I must be cursed then 
She later told me she was jokin’
She really only only stayin’ for the dick

Cause I’m poppin’ 
Baby 
Aye Aye 
Look girl I’m Poppin’ 
Aye Aye 
I told you lil’ niggas I been shoppin’
Aye Aye 
Princess cut baby look my diamonds 
Aye Aye 
I’m poppin’ I’m poppin’
I’m ugh - 
Don’t be stuntin’ up in here like you with me 
Put ‘em out the club 
Leave that boy on Sesame 
I don’t hang wit clowns I don’t mess with no police 
Speaking of police they ain’t never come get me 

TropìCana Sprite (Prod. by SHAGGY 16X9)

I grew up in the slums 
But I still know not to compare 
What they talkin ‘bout 
In my pockets was crumbs 
But I still had the sauce for ‘ol girl 
‘Fore she ran her mouth 
Though my record of scorn women 
Is top notch I don’t condone 
How I laid ‘em out 
Chalk it up for the young 
They say memories fade 
But I still recall moments I’m selfish I did it my way 
Trust me lil’ nigga I don’t mean to preach you 
When I say don’t 
And I did it myself? 
I don’t mean pull out composition book
Ain’t here to teach you 
Where would I be 
If not for these errors my trials’ll be feeble

Dawg 
I’m headed where nobody’s been 
Top spot shooter my aim 20/20 
I’m goin’ where nobody’s been 
Pullin’ fresh than a bitch motherfucker
I’m whippin’ this big body Benz 

It’s like I done planted a wire n shit 
My haters is talkin’ again 
My old hoes are talkin’ again
I’m poppin’ I said it again 
Shit I done went put a ring on lil’ shorty 
I know I’m the topic again 
Bitch I might I blow up tomorrow n shit
You might see Osama again 

Niggas ain’t been where I been 
I know better than try and fit your shoes homie
I fit where I’m in 
Taylor made Levi’s nigga the cuff let you know 
You ain’t fresh az I’m iz 
I don’t know if I’m over my sins 
I need pussy I hit ‘er again 
I need pussy I bent ‘er again
 
Dawg 

I know the truth gon’ save me 
It all takes time 
I seen it come thru in the clutch Like McGrady 
Many precautions I did have to take ‘fore I made that lil’ shorty my lady 
The body gon’ die the spirit live on I know I sound crazy 
I wouldn’t turn back if you paid me 
I don’t care if you’ve heard from me lately 
Don’t be calling’ my phone on fugazi
Heard you gossip like you really pay me
Don’t be tellin’ nobody you made me 

Dawg

I’m headed where nobody’s been 
Top spot shooter my aim 20/20 
I’m goin’ where nobody’s been 
Pullin’ fresh than a bitch motherfucker
I’m whippin’ this big body Benz 

It’s like I done planted a wire n shit 
My haters is talkin’ again 
My old hoes are talkin’ again
I’m poppin’ I said it again 
Shit I done went put a ring on lil’ shorty 
I know I’m the topic again 
Bitch I might I blow up tomorrow n shit
You might see Osama again 


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