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

Now this right here is not a
of what the album gonna you, or nothing like that
I things I think quietly with those that admire me
R'member MTV diaries? its' something that
I wear my up on my sleeve, and I, bleed for you
Cooking beats hoping to reach each 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. Please don't sue me
cause I one of those rappers 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, throwing fifty
Lord, me
B****es saying "you a rapper ni**a, ain't you to tip more?"
I don't see no p***y, baby, you s'pose to strip more?
of a cheap 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 both of us,
they're that's a real possibility
the alone is killing 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 I need to let it go
Cause even matters

2:
Anticipating rain I make the same mistakes again
them 90's ni**as the game
and left us with a battered and bruised b***h, with a few
the p**sy loose, but the truth is I her though
she ain't but who is?
Hoes "cole you is" don't be silly ma
Cause I really I'm just a born the opposite of a winner
Cole summer, I another winter
Cause I'm finta, knowledge like a 5 percenter
the Bilderberg, nigga show 'em God sent ya
Rhyme with the skill, as if Nas to
College on met pac and said "I'm down with ya?"
And when they wasn't writing rhymes they lined sisters
on swishers, what's up Milan?
Everytime I drop I et the net popping like Lebron
Kay told me kill ya, and I gotta respect my mum
When I let go how my mind switches
No looking back, don't even want to see my prom
Pardon the scheme, I guess I'm long winded
Let me it now, its back to hell's kitchen now
Up in Hova like, he the f***ing principal
Put me in Stargate, that 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 the ins and outs of the game
And reminisce a lil' Jermaine in the
Rappin' out loud with all the niggas cool to you
to realize that them niggas was fooling you
And they who they say they said they where
about the streets, but nigga they ain't really where they were
Acting just like there they were, but who am I to
That's neither 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, just 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 Summer
will 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,
Play my position, the whole still wishing
A later Drake put his key in your ignition
And I told my
I dropped Friday Lights in the winter just to make her jealous
Wanted to drop the in the summer
But the didn't 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 coming to this thing between you and me
I let it go