1.The Curse of the Gifted
Life's better when your niggas good, and your mama straight
I'm honestly still looking for some type of balance
Cuz the status got me jah tripping
Cuz I like my bitch, but I love these bitches on my dick
When spitting tell me what you feeling different knowing you's
the bread winner
And it's rare you hear niggas say they can't feel you
But in your ears like he dope, just not dope enough
And the closest ho would be probin you to open up
And to do so you must roll one up
And it's lonely at the top
They say me that they feelin me
I eat this game and shit this out
My dirty draws got winning streaks
I'm in too deep, this industry is sayin to a nigga
Got change like them, just but ain't changed like them nigga
nigga
The only shit on my old shit cuz I'm on shit
But I was pumpin in '06 with the slow shit
Now my dreams is nothing more than minimal thoughts
Machine gon fluctuate those speakers to God
And I'm tired though
And I'm high too
But it's like my music made these niggas turn they pride to fool
Yea, yall don't even gotta love us
But you better respect this motherfucker ah, you don't know shit
Satisfaction's for suckers
Satisfaction's for suckers
And yall don't even gotta love us
But you will respect this motherfuckin hustle, real shit
See life better when you know you real
I know some niggas is winnin but ain't been home in years
Pray to not know the feeling, sitting on a couple million
Sipping pretentious liquids
Ease with they money when hella finding is on the trippin
Like you were flowed I bet yourself that you worth 60 mill
So we keep that circle small and never let no squares in there
It's double M G, I hope they know the set
Don't you cop a second whip unless yo mama out of debt
Shout out to my girls in Bola, be home in a minute yep
My nigga's at the rivers correctional, that's me in that vent
They thought I wasn't winning, the crew full of troubles
But I do, I fucked the game and came out a gold rapper
I should be loving my accomplishments
But a brand new Maserati got me plottin on another hit
Success is like a neverending battle
Well whoever at the top and if that's you you who you tryna hear
The top of my last shit, it's all that I ask er
I pray you forgive me if I don't bask in this chapter
I'm a legend out Georgetown, we talkin bout practice
Cuz in this establishment you ain't never established
This is the story about the price of fame
But the love for the dollar
Is because they cannot change
2.Love Hate Thing
feat. Sam Dew
Hold me tight, let me go
In my heart, in my soul
Build me up, break me down
Make me smile, make me frown
Give me love, take it all away again
Give me love, take it all away again
Yea, ain't no love in the heart of city, that's what they told
me
Beefing over 100 niggas, don't none of 'em know me
Son of a mother studying everything I see
Sitting in taxi cabs, where daddy roaming the streets
Seven hallelujahs, my sutana was clean
On everything I weared are the american tee's
This whole system the most prolific in the DMV
Listen when you get the keys to sell em you don't get the beef
Make a nigga wanna get the piece to get the peace
You gon' need more than Wikipedia to get to me
PG to Mo County bet they all know 'bout me
Every hood, every 'burb, I got superb balance
From the city that made me love you forever for it
Hope you celebrate every moment forever ignore it
You made me what I am, you made me what I am not
They gon' love you a little different when you at the top
Give me love, baby
Not enough, not enough; just a touch, baby
What the fuck, baby？ It's just us, baby
This ain't right, this is life
This is love hate thing
Yeah, my affinty grows as the city gets cold
As you reaching your goals, you gon' meet you some foes
Having dinner with Leonsis I'm dreaming to own
But for now me and my homies see the bottom floor
I'm trying to redefine the culture, and a bigger soul
Women in town but I manifesting every goal
I see potential in John, talk to him once a week
I lost a lot of friends, and they ain't even dead
When I was on my way up why you ain't see the stairs
Lord father if I opted to follow them
My heart would tear from my dreams let me know that you here
And it's rare when I'm anywhere with too many heads
Niggas jealous and never tell it until they stare？
How could you blame us envy
We do the same thing for a living
Know the same niggas but they all come at me
Champagne I'mma spill it until we all fill up
Maybe it stopped me from giving a fuck about opinions
Probably not but I'm temperorary out of fizucks
Until the posterly propaganda the politicians
3.Sunshine
May the optomism of tomorrow be your foundation for today
The spotlight on my fans
Sunshine, I can't tell a lie
No need to say it but they just wanna hear it now
No need to say it but they just wanna hear it now
(I can't lie I feel quite phenomenal today baby)
{That new black soul}
I was in the business when you was chasin' the (pussy)
Now I got the dollars I'm tryin get my position
Couple bad decisions I got some character issues
Although I'm never slippin like student parent permission
Yes I am aware that America tryna get me
So I let my friends carry paraphernalia
Before I love a industry girl I'll marry civilian
Picture a young, rich former taking me serious
Although I hit my stride, ain't even in prime (nah)
Singles in the chart make a broad lose top these days
You ain't gotta do nothin to pop these days
Instagram is runnin they thoughts these days
62 joint, got me Doug-in on em
Humbled that my (shit) dropped now I'm stuntin on em
You better know that you overdo for some better endings
That's who whoever develop second guessing they blessing
(Ralph)
{I just need you to vibe with me real quick, we came from
nothin}
I don't like to boast but they ain't touchin' the flow (nope)
My only fear is marriage she scared of bein alone
She settle for this bread so therein should be a trophy
I'm a prolly marry somebody already familiar
Can do without opinions
Another brother caught up in the business
Had that lock since I lost my scholarship
I been gettin it to my old coach and ballin
Rose gold was forty Know these (niggas) recordin
Make (niggas) grab the forty
See me I thought money would change it it got worse
But it's alot better than screamin 'who got work？' (who got
work？)
I'm openin it from back to packin out 9： 30
I never sold crack when crack rappin was workin
With that fact it's back packin and murkin
Gettin that Bobby Heenan while you Mr. Perfect
(Folarin the genius)
(I told you this that new black soul (woo)
(We ain't posed to never ha)
(We ain't posed to never have)
4.Heaven In the Afternoon
feat. Meek Mill
In the grand scheme of things
We never were supposed to have shit
Born to lose, built to win
Folarin
Let's get it in
We ain't supposed to never have nothing
We ain't supposed to never have shit
See the growth in my rhymes
See my focus ain't on them
Nah, at the top is just us, right
Let's get it
PRPS, something nice you ain't know 'em
Givenchy, but no kilt, me amour
We can't leave, but we love the allure
Hold mine down and stay above what you on
On, I'm appeased and obliged
Scorpio freaks quantity Gemini
I'mma need me a light
Ridin' through the cap, Cap STEEZ on the mind
I ain't know him but I wish I did
Each one, teach one, may the youth live
On that, Joey Bad please hold your head
Lost one last summer, livin' ain't fair
While them niggas scared, we forever in
Hates see you smile, money everywhere
Dream killers out, I see them in the rear
Before I put them in a song, put them in a prayer
Amen
Yeah, I'm focused, it's Folarin here
I reckon your barbershop talk of this
Heavenly father, may the spirit of God
Help whoever at odds get your guidance quick
All we need Keisha, all we need Becky
All we need is God, and fed free fetti
My little buddy lives strong, little nigga peddle
He ain't make it in the leagues, so the streets wed him
Gettin' wet up on the corner in whatever weather
Boy see the jail again, he gonna see the devil
Been a week since he seen his mother
And 18 since he seen the other
I'mma pray for him
It's safe to say, he got some pain within
It ain't too much that I can say to him
Cause my bank statement don't relate to him
5.Golden Salvation (Jesus Piece)
Pray
Praises
Give thanks
To the Fada
Holy Water
Jesus piece
But don't nobody wanna know Jesus' peace, no
Niggas use me to shine
I been helpin you stunt
Look why these rapping dudes ain't hit me in months
I don't ask for too much
Covered in VVS's
Women gon play ya closer
And them hungry jokers gon try test ya
Now they bumping your record
Ya confidence through the roof
Still ya show no respect kid
The good book said pray
But you so stuck in your ways
You got my image appraised
Why you sinning out waiting
Fornicating with women I sat right there on your table
Don't bow your head for grace
Though I'm keeping you graceful
Brothers was born to cheat
Though I question who faithful
Fast for me nope
Blasphemy though
Rap to it so racks up
To match up with me froze
How can a diamond supersede my wisdom
I seen a reverend with five of me as he read his scripture
This is bible readings to people with malice intentions
You silly get wits seen ahki with crucifix pendent
With a Cuban attached
On a secular scene
I died for you all
Now niggas die over me
Jesus piece Jesus piece Jesus piece
But don't nobody want know Jesus peace
Jesus piece Jesus piece Jesus piece
But don't nobody want know Jesus peace
Sierra Leone diamonds
LA to New York got em'？
If nobody stores have me
Some probably would know about me
All over paparazzi
Shout out to Murakami
See they commercialize me
I'm sure there will be more robberies
Work
New chain swag get you crew laid fast
Or laid down or not a ticket next to dad
And the bible told you wait on my arrival
But patience was your problem
So get Jacob to come find me
And religion is a style if not
Then why this shit a quarter mil
No fugazi see Jacob tell you that ish real
Hallelujah the things you do to be the manure
You never thank me at shows but you keep me on tour
Sunday services pastor is the wealthy ones working it
Preaching Armageddon while collection plates been circling the
room
Fears but a tool
And Gospel gone commercial pray the purpose isn't cruel
And the workers in the pulpit want they blessings to improve
And they stone me on the cross and niggas stone me for the ooh's
And the ahh's foolish
What am I who are ya
I'm coming down from the sky cause niggas keep praying to shine
Look
Amen
For the price of fame
What would you do to have em' say your name
See I promise I would never cop another chain but the arms spent
on these VS
Got me in that complex page
For the price of fame
When that Bugatti drop my accountant stop me for a second and
said not today not today
For the price of fame
For the price of fame
What would you do to have em' say your name
It is such a shame
6.Vanity
I promise it comes with the guilt
How awesome is this narcissism？
You save your hard earnings to pay for these nigga's opinions
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see？
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see？
I said it ain't on me so I need more bottles
Okay these lames gon' see that I need more hotter
See I got it till 10 cause my T cost dollars
Swear my chain so big that it by my collar
Cold stunna,
Rose-gold for something
Concordes where the shit are these oceans 11's
Club jumping
And it's like I got a black heart
Ever since I swiped that black card
And I gave that shit with 10 deals
Let these niggas know we in the building
Because I spend these 7 bills
Tryna give me all their feelings
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see？
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see？
Now look at me, look at me,
How much vanity do you see？
Ya ain't pay up for no pussy but you pay for what she see
M.O.B., M.O.B.
Yes, as far as I can see
But these broads jocking me is validating my conceit
Obviously show you rare
Don't you wonder why she hit
Open bottles, open convos, open wallets, open legs
Open cleavage, open eyes, open wide, open thighs
Oh behave
My old school got more vroom than your new ride
Look at me, look at me
Now he creeping up the street
Got a thousand on that V, got you stunting on a G
Ran, damn, plan, scheme
Just to show you that he got it till they hot for that VI
Watch them plot it while they watching
Way before these bitches
Niggas dying over process,
Bitches dying for attention,
Niggas drop it just to plop em
Is it really that important, is it really that serious？
I'm curious, this really shit we livin for opinioners
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see？
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see？
We're fucking up the club now, club now
Don't stay on the Rose now, Rose now
They say how far we pulling in, pulling in
Watch me make me do me thing, do me thing
We're fucking up the club now, club now
Don't stay on the Rose now, Rose now
They say how far we pulling in, pulling in
Watch me make me do me thing, do me thing
Take it
7.Gullible
feat. CeeLo Green
Would you believe that？
If you believe that
TV killed the radio
TV killed the radio
Let's get it
What if they tell you this music was bogus？
The government run it, they controlin the culture
Would you believe that if you read that？
What if they tell you the iPhone was tapped？
And see all of your browse and I know you viewin your apps
And Twitter and Instagram is really like middle man
And internet soldiers, everybody was carrying max
And when they said Obama was in a raid
He actually got a gut, tan and scratch to pair of black
Would you believe that？ We reached that, look
How bout they tell you you dyin if you ain't voting？
So now you vote for one in reline
I got a motion and believe that
You know you doin what you eat
What if they make it less？ Talkin you what it do
Talkin you what's here but never let they mother jump
Part in the flow with consistence control they many souls
I thought it's it, loaded by television shows
Opinion show with Muslims see what they lovin boy
A little gossip to you keeps watchin it on point
So don't believe so how they are breaking the law？
A lot of bullets are prodigal to the gullible
I'm turnin on the radio just to turn the TV on (on, on)
I live my whole life in stereo, always singing my old song
(song, song)
As it flows into my vein
As it flows into my vein
TV killed the radio
TV killed the radio
TV killed the radio
And then the internet slit the television throat
And the world star model fell up out the orbit
That's what that brought a rappin artist behind his mortgage
And now the rappers would visit Shawty, Shawty keep goin
And everybody be laughin at him, he doesn't know it
'Cause he believed her, thought he couldn't be G but such a
squeaker
News flash, news flash, it's a cruel world
And no one's too thorough to lose it on to a girl
Uh, what if they told you your chip was a boogie
You know, like a hoe, the type I've been shootin
You gon play it like nah homie, soon as the car pull up
Tell er you'll holler at er so get in you gonna lose it
TV killed the radio
TV killed the radio
TV killed the radio
And then the internet slit the television throat
When I moved forward I gave birth to several episodes
Our generation is turned, we got too many clones
We just believe they gon repeat what niggas told
And all the bullets are prodigal to the gullible
I'm turnin on the radio just to turn the TV on (on, on)
I live my whole life in stereo, always singing my old song
(song, song)
As it flows into my vein
As it flows into my vein
I'd like to thank all the beautiful people that came out here
tonight
There's Reese, yea I see you in the bag baby
Oh yea
You hear that？ Uh, here to adapt things in the back
Young Dallas
I feel good right now
I just want something bout people but I appreciate
I'm to believe it
You done
8.Bricks
feat. Yo Gotti ＆ Lyfe Jennings
Turn a brick to a stone but you think we don't have a soul
As a kid need to grow, the powder's weight in gold
Getting blowed
Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no
dough
But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still
And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead
So fuckin 9 to 5, they clockin and tryna to survive
Cop a brick and supply 'cause nobody offerin jobs
Bricks build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods
Better ripped than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt
Understated to say it hurts, I was optimistic
Tryna see my gang and whippin plain English that I was flippin
This college went out of his dollar pension
'Cause after 4 or 5 you don't got to have a college ticket
Bounce
But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out
Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house
Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down
But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth
Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout
Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now
Tulio getting blowed
Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no
dough
But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still
And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead
Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say
'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away
If you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay
And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight
Just think about it, come see your products
And you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem
I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience
Can't shoot, can't blow but can rap
Young nigga don't have no option
Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie
From the powder to the power and the power turn to gold
Turning head with yo whip
Is it worth what you did？
A brick is a brick and a brick you can build
Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie
Trenches on the full, turn reefer to a homie
Turn the powder into power and the power to the homies
A brick with a brick to a brick you can throw
Build bricks
Bricks
Bricks
Bricks
Many years old, feds lookin for my moms
10 to 11 held my first gun
First time I held bricks I was getting construction
Tell me you puff a medical, gave him my introduction now
16, get them bricks for the 16
Course I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16
I was 17 ridin and then is all good
18 and 19 payin nothing over 20
And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52
If you know what that mean you noticed it now
And if you don't learn how to divide nigga
I'm talkin bricks, no jump shots
I call it work, no punch clocks
But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out
Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house
Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down
But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth
Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout
Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now
Million to a stone, the stone to the sour
The show in the hood and you know that you could
The powder and the crack and the crack to the suns
Dollars in the bag and the glocks in the front...
9.Clappers
feat. Nicki Minaj ＆ Juicy J
Shawty got a big ol' butt (bounce, bounce…)
Oh yeah… (bounce, bounce, bounce…)
Shawty got a big ol' butt (bounce, bounce…)
Oh yeah… (bounce, bounce, bounce…)
Clappers to the front, front, front, front (okay, okay…)
Clappers to the front, front, front, front (okay…)
Shawty got a big ol' butt
Oh yeah…
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool – I put the city on
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool – then put my niggas on
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool – I don't gotta say too much
It's rap anticipation keeping ladies in the stadium
Rap fool, see that from a block away
Rap fool, see that from a block away
I ain't passed from Mensa but I drive a couple not today
Oooh… then she call you not today
I told 'em all my lot is out
I know them all like…
Ooh… I wonder if she'll shut up
I just know her favorite song is “Started from the Bottom”
And I ain't hating mama, fact I wanna take your number
Say she got it from Magic, what happened I gotta wonder
Shawty come shake that ass for me
Let a trippy nigga see what you working with
Can you clap that ass, do a handstand, girl
Make you do a wiggle, do a perfect split
She got the fattest ass, she got a perfect ass
Her shit's so thick…
…Juicy got chips like Frito-Lay…
…shawty bust it open for me, I might throw this cash
Shawty throw that ass like a Hail Mary pass
I'm fucking me a new chick every night
Make that ass clap, I don't care 'bout cellulite
Clappers to the front, got a… full of scum
Got a white boy with the funnel full of chumps？
Clappers to the front, got a… full of scum
Now she finna bust it loose
Screaming rest in peace to Chuck
It's that DMV, at the KOD
And I get CCs in these CC
But don't be…
Shout out to that cellulite
Got a read bad bitch that will lick you right
Got another bad bitch who sell you shit right
Got a couple hoodrats on a Section 8
Make a nigga cum, go procrastinate…
…throw that ass in the air, evaporate
10.Bad (Remix)
feat. Rihanna
Is it bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
I'll be your bad girl, I'll prove it to you
I can't promise that I'll be good to you
Cause I had some issues, I won't commit
No, not having it
But at least I can admit that I'll be bad no to you
Yeah, I'll be good in bed, but I'll be bad to you
Bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
Hold up – bad girls ain't no good
And the good girls ain't no fun
Look (and the bad girls want a real nigga)
Yeah, cause real niggas just want
So it seems that we caught up in the wrong thing
Got a thing for a queen who don't wanna leave
You got a (thing for a king, but you ain't a king)
Seems like the ones who wrong never got a ring
And I can see that you're (venom to you)
In the literal sense, I mean the physical sense
I mean the, oops, wait, let me give me a second
I need a minute to vent, I'm only telling you that
I heard you (bad girl)
And I'm tellin' you I could believe that
Not the type of fella to yell or be gettin' jealous
But we talkin' 'bout game, Wale got the league pass
We at that bed, floor, couch, hold up
(Loud pack boy, roll up)
You know what's up？ (Wassup？)
Forget it
'Cause you know the bad girls always unapologetic
She hurt feelings, she ain't wrong
She work hard, she play harder
Got a smart mouth, like a…
She don't catch feelings she too busy catching G5
She no saint, 'cept samurai
Gon blaze up, take the wheel Jah
And Rihanna got these women in they…
I'm just tryin' to take a dip ya
Never did terrible bullshit ya
Enough with concerns, she try and live it up
No more sucker for love, she probably duck it because
You try to follow your gut feeling you get lost
(Cause I've had some issues) Yeah and I noticed it
You got the coldest corazon, but warmer skin
You froze with it, you try and play Sub Zero I be Scorpion
Get over here today
Smellin' like Jean Paul, got the ye
Got about three friends, she don't even tweet them
Ain't no IG, but she follow K
Got that bed, floor, couch, hold up
(Loud pack boy, roll up)
You know what's up？ (Wassup？)
Forget it, cause you know the bad girls always unapologetic
11.Tired of Dreaming
feat. Ne-Yo ＆ Rick Ross
{M-M-M-Maybach Music}
Get out of my head, get into my bed
Come to me now, I'm tired of dreaming; imagine, baby
Ooh, get out of my head, get into my bed
Come to me now, I'm tired of dreaming; imagine, baby
Fame has made me more foolish, uh
What would you do with all these lusty groupies？ Uh
And I know that God has made me only human, uh
But I'd like to take the time to describe to y'all my favorite
woman
Look... teeth, white and bright and still talk to me like we
back home
And the weed？ That's optional cause my only concern's that her
head's strong
And her feet？ Let's see; course you know I like them clean
And I can understand a little bruise, you've been running
through a nigga's mind all damn week
And no, I won't OD, you'll get D, young as 19
I believe age is for math, all I need is chemistry, yeah
The shawty be the glory - until my dream real
And I like a good story, I bet she got a mean tail
Your little attitude, and the way you make your moves
Baby, it's just hella cute, baby...
Girl, I've been lookin' for you cause of the things we do
In my dreams, how I be makin' you scream; I wake up like...
HUH! {Maybach Music}
When I look in your soul, all I see is the gold
Her beauty is blinding, she's in total control
Her emotions at peace, let's walk the shoreline
Statuesque as can be, we're spending more time
Sky-dweller moving counter-clockwise
A perfect 10, I'm watching you through God's eyes
Bonita Applebaum - my strawberry letter
Love Potion #9, this shit's a gifted era
If this is wrong, you my co-defendant
As we plead guilty to this life sentence
Choosy lovers - she my block goddess
I love the realist - rock solid
{M-M-M-Maybach Music}
12.Rotation
feat. Wiz Khalifa ＆ 2 Chainz
Trying to stay in my zone
Watchin' enemies close
They be doing the most
So I go through the motions
Five blunts in rotation, five blunt
Five blunts in rotation, five blunt
Five blunts in rotation, five blunt
Five blunts in rotation, five blunt
Good head is my motivation
Gas her up like a service station
Purple drank on perpetratin'
While you perpetrating, I'm renegotiatin'
Ah, let me think about it
Ah, it's like a bank around me
When the soldiers with me it's like a tank around me
And I don't like niggas saying can't around me
I define the odds, two glock nines is my body guards
Ain't nothing slick to a can of oil
Roll up, I'm high as fuck
Some of you niggas ain't try enough
Some of you niggas ain't buy enough
You smoking good, put your lighters up
A nigga like me don't smoke blunts so I keep those joints in
rotation
Bad bitches calling the radio, keep my joints in rotation
Keep throwing money on her ass, keep that joint in rotation
First I'm in a car and then another car, I keep them joints in
rotation
And I'm hella faded
Getting elevated
She give me them good brains
I'm getting well educated
Soon as them hoes see my car, they wanna jump right in
If you see my crib, you would think I was Malibu Ken
Pour a shot into a gin and gon' invite a few friends
We done tried a few things now you tryna move in
You ain't gotta do it so I got a few fans
I'm a roll a few grams
And follow through with the plan hold up
Pour some gin in her cup
She takin' shots
Bend her down to the front
She taking shots
One more to get my lungs warm
Two more to get me numb to it
Let me tell you niggas
Feel this, he'll realize
I gotta deodorize all the unsure
Made millions with Shawn Cory
Chief a lot, shout out Reese and them
Shout out Gleese ＆ Lil Meech
And peach Ciroc, can't see a nigga writing like an old sharpie
Like a nigga out the globe, with a nigga throwed
Like a cornerback in the flat, nigga in the zone
Like an ornament on a tree, home in the tree
How you gonna eat？ carnivores need beef
Well I need beats
Been doing this
Been proving it
Now these niggas give it up like they do at Lent
I just be like “Yep” then I get a rest
Haters trying to fuck with me, give 'em nuts like a stewardess
Trying to stay in my zone
I aint ready to go
And I thought I was on
Til I seen Puffy Combs
What up Puff？
Five blunts, nigga fire it up
Nigga might slide off with y'all joint
I got some later joints, and now joints
I got a mercy hoes, like firetrucks
You a wannabe clone, you never authentic
You never boss up, we never see y'all out
You be frontin' too hard, you ain't Viagra
You just wanna be hard 'til you see all us
Ho
13.Simple Man
Ayo I'm goin places, the all home lacin all occasions
And Lord gave me amazing thinking in short paces
Lay solo, forever flashy though I hate photos
Day 4, make er smile and make er moan though
Latent charmer but I'mma buy yo baby mama
I hate to say it a later moment I didn't warn ya
High roller, big spender
And my intentions to keep her on the sack, keep your sack
spliffer
I'm that different, just got to react my adapters
I gathered a couple hundred thousand, I can't remember
They keep talkin and we keep winnin
Another say completions and police chalk em
Because of my bitch, the talkin is in her head, the streets will
follow
I come from a place where my agent lives to see tomorrow
To eat your zone but each of them is known to still rob you
So chances over count relater but know the CT college
And those are the least of problems, I speak the goddess as I'm
alright
My visions funny, 0-20-20's my on sight
Bad bitches with me, real niggas with me
Whole ghetto with me mixin kettle with the simply
Like the sweet English, find your peace baby
I know the millions will get and come with a billion haters, yea
Forgive, I'm a rider
Sure I'm just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I'm a simple man
Lawwwwd
You know that I'm a rider
Tell em just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I'm a simple man
Lawwwwd
I'm pickin the part, my wicked opponents
Get in my zone
Can join the soatie done cloned us
Lookin it close, see the resorts and see a… a loner
'Cause all of the shit givin me grief also be givin me shit
Blow up a rap then and you black
Be blowin your phone up
Whenever you don't, usual homie hoe
Adult from show cuz
If you get that then roll out
If you get that there's no luck
Every move you make they got left
Every chick you like done got kids
And forget that check my friends
Every time you hip you need vet
For each friend you got that MO
I'm in a gang, livin with a deep bitch
I'mma ball like small for a code uh
Without the hate, where'd all the hate go？
Pockets tinkle on my dick, make the same news
I just came up, bitch you say I'm new
Get it, been this my heart that gave me yo finger
Forgive, I'm a rider
Sure I'm just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I'm a simple man
Lawwwwd
You know that I'm a rider
Tell em just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I'm a simple man
Lawwwwd
Forgive, I'm a rider
Sure I'm just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I'm a simple man
Lawwwwd
You know that I'm a rider
Tell em just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I'm a simple man
Lawwwwd
14.88
Yeah
So it's on me
So it's on me
So it's on me
I copped threes for the whole team
So it's on me
I copped threes for the whole team
Now we at the top
MJ, 88, and I ain't ever gonna stop
Carolina blue kicks
Hottest nigga on your block
I ain't J.R. Rider but them wolves coming for my spot
From the percentage of youngins winning without no college
I'm in my Laneys but nothing JV about this balling
I lost my deal, got with Will he seen a nigga genius
My rapping skills is on Chapel Hill but you ain't see it
Eyes low, pyro
Grape swisher, my 5's on
My opposition decline slow
My J's straight out of China like they be Cairo
Shout out to Tyga but my squad Balenciaga
One of the rarest in flyest niggas to rep the chocolate
It was all a dream, it was all a dream
Never Michael Jeffrey in 17s, I'm staying with my team
No bullshit loyalty rare
And don't worry 'bout it shawty we here
So it's on me!
I copped threes for the whole team
Now we at the top
MJ, '88, and I ain't ever coming down
Work
So it's on me
I copped threes for the whole team
Now we at the top
MJ, '88 and I ain't ever comin down
Work
And the people say
And the people say
Groupies everywhere, I'm mentally prepared
I got a black and red joint, I bet they thinking bred
They tryna see me fail
Just know my thinking and my sneakers rare
Get that Chi-Town love, I'm in Leaders gear
Bet they got they pom-poms up
Soon as I see O'Hare Seven
I make a damn movie fooly
I been the dookie
These rappers is Sam Bowie to me
I was a Bowie student
It wasn't really nothing
That's why I kicked it and blew grass like Boise punter
This is no Space Jam
I'm out the globe stunting
I'm a one man band, I prolly Jordan 1 em
And all my singles golden
I will not forfeit, this my defining moment you know
Seven Eleven, yea I got 'em open
Eleven pair of 7s, they touching my rap touring
It was all a dream, it was all a dream
And when I'm 45, do it like I'm 23
And premature, tell me I'm wrong if a nigga swing I feel it jack
I was just waiting 'til the sixth ring
15.Black Heroes ／ Outro About Nothing
feat. Jerry Seinfeld
Now they sippity, brothers kickin me everyday
Why thy fuckin plottin on mine？ Touchin my 5 grades
A girl's face, friend of mine say yea I came
They such a drag but they say it's a nay nay
Stevie Wonder had them visual problems
It's a wonder my 20-20's can see tomorrow
You 20 something, those rockets jumpin like Vietnam
As mama be within me importantly grip tighter
Ain't no hope for a young nigga
Ain't no goals for a young nigga
Too short for a sport nigga
That be horrific, we glorifyin them drug dealers
Yea, so where yo keys at Playboy？
I sling high, purple leafs at a warp speed
Usain Bolt runnin from ready set bang go
Throw it out my face, nothing the bank doin
I paid for em, they layin more that I paid more
The X showin to sell your love, try to thank do it
I must influence some better music, let the hate show up
When ladies show up we make noise, that mechanic noise
Coke boys, just stay up on em, wants to get em open
Go and slaughter, haters trading thoughts with brain storms
We all existing for dreams whether music a ball
Wonder who in the song or simply pursuing them all
Just paint a picture, I'll ignore the mission
Have my fun at district everything but monumental
I ain't gotta mention all the little flaws
Where the stairs it's the boys, ride on heart to follow
politicians
And they marrying yo bro, yea I have Barry Saunders
Nother one that be gangster, put them dirty pads up
The mad route, try and get my pants off
The stash bright, I was mastering with the slam walk
Slide out, I ain't right, double white offs
Is the rhyme got the whole city taking my row
Taking my row
Hey nigga that is my house
Black hero
Ain't no black hero
Ain't no hope for a young nigga
Ain't no goals for a young nigga
Too short for a sport nigga
That be horrific, we glorifyin them drug dealers
Ain't no goals for a young nigga
Too short for a sport nigga
That be horrific, we glorifyin them drug dealers
Ain't no goals for a young nigga
Too short for a sport nigga
Say we all get
We all get aha
And we all and we all and we all
And we all get aha
And we all and we all and we all…
And I wrote this album without a care in the world
But the outcome as long as long it's an out pour of em
Came out they downfall like an overblown round ball before my
sound off
Or maybe this music will inspire a future mountain mover or two
And if I ever rush more music out to you
Then know that I'm overworking myself 'cause my heart and mind
into it
Ain't been a black hero since Robert Townsend
So for meeting your man I hope you found something profound and
enough to expand on before the sound falters
Ha ha, before the sound falters
Yea, so yea, how come uh…
Yea, I came in to do the album
Right
I thought we're doing the album today
How come？ What happened？
When are we doing that？
Are we still doing that？
Do you wanna do it？
Album about nothing, when are we doing that？
I thought we were doing that
I just wanted to see if I can get you here
I'm here
I came here to do it
I don't really have much for you right now
I don't know what to do
Well when are you gonna have it？
When am I doing it？
I'm ready to do it right now
I wanna do it
I'm not too sure Jerry
Well who is sure？ Who is in charge of this
This is Gifted, this is The Gifted session
This isn't album about nothing, this is The Gifted session
Oh this is The Gifted session
Yea, for the album that I got now
Okay
Alright then I guess I'll come back
Please
16.Bad
feat. Tiara Thomas
Monogamy or whatever you call it
I'm starting to think it ain't for everybody
Most of us is rushing into it anyways, you know what I'm saying
You ain't rushing for love, and I ain't up here to judge
So let's neglect the 'what if''s and make it do what it does
Let's get it
Is it bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
I'll be your bad girl, I'll prove it to you
I can't promise that I'll be good to you
Cause I have some issues, I won't commit
No, not having it
But at least I can admit that I'll be bad no to you (to you)
Yeah, I'll be good in bed but I'll be bad to you
Bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
Let's get it
Bad girls ain't no good, and the good girls ain't no fun
And the hood girls want a smart nigga, college girls all want a
thug
So it seems that we fiend what we don't need
Got a thing for a queen who know when to leave
I ain't bout to judge you, don't judge me
You ain't gotta really sing about your rap sheet
Cause I heard you (bad no), yeah.
In the literal sense I mean that
Rough sex saying I love you
But to kiss them saying you mean that (bad no)
I know I just be calling her mean ass
Oh the irony, got the bomb indeed
But the problem is probably a deep past
Still I'm feeling it's something I need bad
Thinking if I get her, I get her to need this
I don't need emotions to open your deep sea
I can see the ocean by going between legs
Beg, nope, bed, floor, dope
Go, for it, couch, now
Slow, mo-tion, around, put it down
Lord knows she was going for the morn, hold up
Let me tell you about her look
She hurt feelings, she break hearts
She stay quiet, she play smart
She take pride, I'm going out
Getting hollered at, and saying nah
She no saint, but she don't pose
She don't wear make up by the boat load
Riding through lake shore with the nose up
She don't really date much but it slows her up
She got haters, but we all do
Heard you winter time cold, shawty fall through
Baby look at they approach how they court you
All those minds games never mind cause they all lose (bad no)
In the physical sense I mean that
I ain't tryna kiss up, suck up, feed gas
I ain't like them nigga you sucking your teeth at, nope
Play big, trust me I'll humble your mean ass, look
Shawty is actually in prevent
Cause the one in front is working with deep threat, yep
Bed, floor, couch, more
More, shower, Lord, perm
Done, love, nah
Called in the morning cell number wasn't on, goddamn
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