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

Now this here is not a preview
of what the album gonna bring you, or nothing like
I share things I 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 like each one you
When I release, trust if you feel my shit is weak
When you see me in the street, speak, I'll refund you
This sample was "loop me!" , Ms. Hill Please don't sue me
cause I ain't one of those out there fronting like he got it, ni**a
I f**kin' got it ni**a
thusands in the strip club with drizzy
difference is I'm throwing four, he's throwing
Lord, me
B****es saying "you a rapper ni**a, you s'posed to tip more?"
I don't see no p***y, baby, ain't you s'pose to strip
Confessions of a ass ni**a
But I finally put my mommy in that E class,
And I told her quit your job, but hold 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 need to let it go
I to let it go
I think I to, let it go, let it go let it go
I I need to let it go
nothing even matters

2:
Anticipating I can't make the same mistakes again
them 90's ni**as 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" don't be ma
Cause I really I'm just a born sinner the opposite of a
Cole summer, I predict winter
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 f***ing lined sisters
Puffing on swishers, what's up
Everytime I drop I et the net like Lebron swishes
Kay told me kill ya, and I gotta respect my mum
When I let go how my mind switches
No looking back, don't want to see my prom pictures
Pardon the rhyme scheme, I guess I'm long
Let me it now, its back to hell's kitchen now
Up in Hova like, he the f***ing principal
Put me in with Stargate, that s**t was like now
Jus telling my story so ain't my intention now
drop a couple hits and all the pay attention now
A shame when you learn the ins and outs of the
And a lil' Jermaine in the south
Rappin' out loud all the niggas that's cool to you
Just to that them niggas was fooling you
And they ain't who they say they said they
Talk about the streets, but nigga they ain't where they were
Acting just like 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 titties so I don't get they name wrong
"Game on!!"
Like Waynes World, just came on
I'm now
5 to finish the album,
I'm now
took a break sampling now
Just to say a few to this b***h named Summer
June will 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,
Play my position, the whole while wishing
A year later Drake put his key in ignition
And I my fellas
I dropped Friday Night in the winter just to make her jealous
to drop the album in the summer
But the label didn't think that they sell it
Recoup the first week, I it ain't the s**t that they can tell us
Do you
Its been a time coming to this thing between you and me
I let it go