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

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

I need to let it go
I to let it go
I think I 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 can't make the mistakes again
90's ni**as raped the game
and us with a battered and bruised b***h, with a few kids
the p**sy loose, but the truth is I love her
she ain't but who is?
Hoes saying "cole you is" be silly ma
Cause I really I'm 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
with the skill, as if Nas went to
College on met pac and said "I'm down with ya?"
And when they wasn't rhymes they f***ing lined sisters
Puffing on swishers, what's up
Everytime I drop I et the net popping like Lebron
Kay told me kill ya, and I respect my mum wishes
When I let go this how my switches
No looking back, don't even to see my prom pictures
the rhyme scheme, I guess I'm long winded
Let me switch it now, its back to kitchen now
Up in Hova office like, he the f***ing
Put me in with Stargate, s**t was like detonation now
Jus telling my story so dissing my intention now
drop a couple hits and all the dummies pay now
A shame when you learn the ins and of the game
And reminisce a lil' Jermaine in the
Rappin' out loud with all the niggas cool to you
Just to realize that niggas was fooling you
And they ain't who they say they they where
Talk about the streets, but nigga they ain't really where were
Acting like there they were, but who am I to judge
neither here or there
Just know my nigga, I just being aware
If I had one wish, I fuck Tia and Tamera, at the same time
And put name tags on they titties so I don't get they name
"Game on!!"
Like Waynes World, that came on
I'm now
5 to finish the album,
I'm now
a break from sampling now
Just to say a few words to this b***h named
June will make four years till I gave you my
"The up dropped, I got hot, you calling it classic
And Jay dropped autotune, you wanted him s**t,
Play my position, the while still wishing
A later Drake put his key in your ignition
And I told my
I dropped Friday Night in the winter just to make her jealous
Wanted to drop the in the summer
But the label didn't think that they could it
Recoup the first week, I it ain't the s**t that they can tell us
Do you
Its been a long time coming to this between you and me
I let it go