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now this right is not a preview
I to let it goo

Now this here is not a preview
of the album gonna bring you, or nothing like that
I share things I think quietly with those admire me
R'member MTV diaries? its' like that
I my heart up on my sleeve, and I, bleed for you
Cooking beats hoping to reach like one you
When I release, trust if you feel my shit is weak
you see me in the street, then speak, I'll refund you
This sample was yelling "loop me!" , Ms. Hill Please sue me
cause I ain't one of rappers out there fronting like he got it, ni**a
I ain't got it ni**a
Throwing thusands in the club with drizzy
difference is I'm throwing four, he's throwing
Lord, me
B****es saying "you a rapper ni**a, ain't you to tip more?"
I don't see no p***y, baby, ain't you s'pose to strip
Confessions of a cheap ass
But I finally put my in that E class, ni**a
And I told her quit your job, but your horses
If my next album flops it's back to the office both of us, s**t
they're that's a real possibility
the alone is killing me

I think to let it go
I to let it go
I I need to, let it go, let it go let it go
I think I to let it go
Cause nothing even

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Anticipating rain I make the same mistakes again
them ni**as raped the game
and us with a battered and bruised b***h, with a few kids
the loose, but the truth is I love her though
she perfect but who is?
Hoes "cole you is" don't be silly ma
Cause I I'm just a born sinner the opposite of a winner
Cole summer, I another winter
Cause I'm finta, knowledge like a 5 percenter
F**k the Bilderberg, nigga show 'em God ya
Rhyme with the skill, as if Nas to
College on scholarship met pac and "I'm down with ya?"
And when wasn't writing rhymes they f***ing lined sisters
Puffing on swishers, what's up
I drop I et the net popping like Lebron swishes
Kay told me kill ya, and I gotta respect my mum
I let go this how my mind switches
No looking back, don't even want to see my prom
Pardon the rhyme scheme, I guess I'm winded
Let me switch it now, its back to hell's now
Up in office like, he the f***ing principal
Put me in with Stargate, that s**t was detonation now
Jus my story so dissing ain't my intention now
drop a hits and all the dummies pay attention now
A shame you learn the ins and outs of the game
And reminisce a Jermaine in the south
Rappin' out loud with all the niggas cool to you
to realize that them niggas was fooling you
And they ain't who they say they said where
Talk about the streets, but nigga they really where they were
just like there they were, but who am I to judge
That's here or there
Just know my nigga, I like being aware
If I had one wish, I fuck Tia and Tamera, at the same time
And put name tags on they so I don't get they name wrong
"Game on!!"
Like Waynes World, that just on
I'm now
5 to finish the album,
I'm now
took a break from now
Just to say a few words to b***h named Summer
June make four years till I gave you my number
"The warm up dropped, I got hot, you calling it
And Jay dropped autotune, you him back s**t,
my position, the whole while still wishing
A year later Drake put his key in ignition
And I told my
I dropped Friday Night Lights in the winter just to make her
Wanted to drop the album in the
But the label didn't think that they sell it
Recoup the first week, I think it ain't the that they can tell us
Do you
Its a long time coming to this thing between you and me
I let it go