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

Now right here is not a preview
of what the gonna bring you, or nothing like that
I share I think quietly with those that admire me
R'member MTV its' something like that
I wear my up on my sleeve, and I, bleed for you
Cooking beats hoping to reach like one you
When I release, trust if you feel like my shit is
you see me in the street, then speak, I'll refund you
This sample was yelling "loop me!" , Ms. Hill don't sue me
cause I ain't one of those rappers out there fronting like he got it,
I f**kin' got it ni**a
Throwing thusands in the club with drizzy
difference is I'm four, he's throwing fifty
Lord, me
saying "you a rapper ni**a, ain't you s'posed to tip more?"
I don't see no p***y, baby, ain't you s'pose to 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 your horses
If my next album flops it's back to the post office of us, s**t
they're saying a real possibility
the thought alone is me

I think 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 even matters

2:
Anticipating rain I make the same mistakes again
them 90's raped the game
and left us with a battered and b***h, with a few kids
the p**sy loose, but the is I love her though
she perfect but who is?
Hoes saying "cole you is" don't be ma
Cause I I'm just a born sinner the opposite of a winner
Cole summer, I predict another
Cause I'm finta, drop like a 5 percenter
the Bilderberg, nigga show 'em God sent ya
Rhyme the skill, as if Nas went to
on scholarship met pac and said "I'm down with ya?"
And when they wasn't writing rhymes they f***ing sisters
Puffing on swishers, what's up
Everytime I drop I et the net like Lebron swishes
Kay told me ya, and I gotta respect my mum wishes
When I let go how my mind switches
No looking back, don't even to see my prom pictures
Pardon the scheme, I guess I'm long winded
Let me it now, its back to hell's kitchen now
Up in Hova office like, he the principal
Put me in with Stargate, that was like detonation now
Jus telling my so dissing ain't my intention now
drop a couple hits and all the dummies pay now
A shame when you the ins and outs of the game
And reminisce a Jermaine in the south
Rappin' out with all the niggas that's cool to you
Just to realize that them niggas was you
And they ain't who they say said they where
Talk about the streets, but nigga they ain't really they were
Acting just like there they were, but who am I to
That's here or there
Just my nigga, I just 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 days to the album,
I'm now
took a break sampling now
Just to say a few words to b***h named Summer
June will make four 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 your
And I my fellas
I dropped Friday Night Lights in the winter just to her jealous
Wanted to the album in the summer
But the label think that they could sell 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 thing between you and me
I let it go