All of the things that I Wanna be doing are All of the things that I'm Doing right now Throwing myself at the Audience just like I'm Throwing myself at the crowd I just wanna shine for the crowd I just want time to get loud I just want y'all to hear the message, Quit the stressin', get the sound I get love from my town I'll always be around As long as the memory of Me can surround you and your crown I'll never let you down I'll never let you down I'll never let you down You'll never drown

I'm a darkened soul, darker heart These are my dark roots You don't want the fire, but Looks like I gotta spark truth Bring it back to the kids, Return it to the youth So let's just set ablaze My local vocal booth Black nigga, that nigga Always fingering fat triggers Bet I could shoot you and you could shoot me, And I wont die yo, go figure New niggas on the block Get off the bus, ayy this yo stop If you don't put your hands up, I'm letting loose a gorilla White bitches, favorite flavor vanilla And I'm ice cold, icy here like a killa And I got my 80s on, cos I'm a thriller And if I was blind, I still wouldn't feel ya Coming way more than average Coming through to do damage Coming up cos coming up is now My new status The raddest and baddest nigga around, Even on some sad shit And I don't have no more baggage I bagged it up like a savage And salvaged that like some granite Then battled while staying standing And many can hardly stand me but the Standards are hard to manage So can it, stop claiming sadness Depression, lesson-learned adding Subtract it and reestablish That my nigga I'm 10 MAG and I Gotta go in like Vectis Gotta go in like breakfast Gotta go in like sex and I always burn like Texas Y'all don't wanna believe me Take the lyrics and read me Pull apart the words of the Song and just try to see me Shameless nigga, aimless nigga Where's my indiscretion? I took that shit and rolled it up Blew that in the last session Now all my demons here to Put it down like some Tetris But I stay checking marks so Mark me down for Mark checking Smith and Wesson, always blessing me With enemies to kill Knocking bills, popping pills Y'all know I never will I stay playing, picking, paying Getting paid for my skills And if anybody catch me fronting There's plenty room up in the will So Jesus come take the wheel If proof of you can reveal That your book ain't a steal Make me bark like a seal I'm not a sucka for real I'm not a busta for real I ain't no punk, nigga I'm ill Studious sniper, I kill Rapidly, crap's unreal

Yo there's a party at my house, Show up I'm getting into my element so I Can blow up My homies all in the room and We 'bout to go nuts Til like 8 in the morning So we stay lit Yeah, sho' 'nough What's good? There's a Gig this evening Lots a people coming, I'm Running late, but you can see me It's about to go down at the room So maybe you should bring three Friends to hang til the break of Dawn, or til the next song Creep, creep, creep Crawling, balling Running round in Nikes Thuggin’ with the mighty I'm cleaning the meaning of Spraying and praying While all these people blowing Up gather round me So come through If a nigga like you Wanna get caught red-dotted, Shot up like co-op, bodied We're too busy living life to the fullest Having a little party, you already know Ladi Dadi So blow up Blow up Blow up Throw ya hands in the air like you just don't give a fuck If you gotta get it, then Go get it The J's burning so Get to stepping, Son, you know you ain't the Only one trying to Throw it in the air As it rises out your lung And leaves you spun Feeling like I'm number one On the top of the planet, This Static OG got me done So I blow up in the Morning for breakfast Smoking it up Like a wreckage It's okay, I'm never reckless So dig the message, Quit stressing Let's take a trip tonight To the good ol' Sticky Icky Lemme know, lemme know If it gets a bit tricky Yeah, the show/Yeah, the show Is so lit, we're lifting Off the ground at The speed of sound Lemme get the blunt Another round And blow up Blow up Blow up Throw ya hands in the air like you just don't give a fuck

I'm here to make a mark on the masses And the fake asses of the classless Gs Hard set on revenge to the end, But nobody wanna stop me Knock em down to the ground Lay it on em, pound for pound The sound of shotguns singing And Mac 10s ringing Leaves these niggas dreaming While my gangstas stay schemin’ Yo, who the fuck is next I'm bringing back the Wild Wild West So throw on ya vest cuz It's about to get stressful Check ya neck before I wreck your Set cuz All of the niggas who stand before me Never disrespect the intellect I intersect with nothing but net Rhymes, time and time again Lemme spell it for ya G-A-N-G-S-T-A-Z, see Real mothafuckin' Gs Nigga, we ain't pussy G-A-N-G-S-T-A-Z You and me We're gangstas Out here looking for bread, But all I see is heads to Scope; Take note and have hope These niggas tryna cope It feels like I'm the one that's doing dope Lyricism harder than Carter But even smarter for starters Real niggas come from the bottom And bustas stay in the gutter Motherfucka Come step to these Straight gangsta OG Homies got me up late with the duct tape Wrapped around the magazines to keep the fire rate going Blowing through the intersection, 'bout to run late 70 miles an hour down the road not knowing there were Niggas 'round the corner store, picking up whores Didn't even see the car with the high beams glowing Opened up the doors and let em have it Let's go goddammit We got a nigga to visit "But every time we roll out We're always getting into shit" And? You act like that's a bad thing, Let's throw these niggas up like moving Pictures on the black screen Ain't no use in all these niggas acting mean I'm about to make these niggas lean And wish they were on a different team, B Let's go, square up, you and me I'll meet you in the alley 'round 3 So, tiptoe through the window While the dumb ho tries to let go and Keep her bitch nigga from getting bold 10pm and the whips outside Chock full of cocked nines Pointed at his home Run your numbers, run the streets Put in the work, then put down the enemy Blasting on fools seems to be the only remedy Except without the elegy So you wanna be gangsta? Straight up G? Then shoot this nigga's face off Like you wanna be on TV And crack a smile when they send in the SWAT team Then you'll know what I mean G-A-N-G-S-T-A-Z You and me We're gangstas

Waking up in the morning to a brand new day Checking my messages, stay lax on the hate 'Cos I don't really give a damn what a nigga say Shit, shower, shave the slave, I'm on my way Jetting around in the Celica, felony selling em Shotties be popping and dropping, straight shelling em If you're a witness, then you're finna get this, I'm telling ya Best get to stepping, preparing your parent's acceptance huh? Another day in the high life Another grain in a fine time Another point in your timeline Another joint for your ripe mind Another day in the high life Another say on the lifestyle Why throw it all away? Just watch the sky shine Another day has me feeling some kinda way, Chocolate cake with the fudge Indica, in-da-couch, I won't budge Of your bud, I'll be the judge Lick it to stick it, then roll it up Who am kidding? The shit is uplifting Making the magic, I'm feeling so gifted Looking so damn good, I just kissed it Were you saying something? I just missed it Tracking attacking is what I'm never lacking, if I gotta go and get an Axe and a sack for every limb I hacked off, I don't wanna have to Laugh in the back of taxi asking if anybody's gonna come and Pass me a jack to lift me up off my fucking back Yesterday ain't a day like today, oh no it ain't Maybe my baby and I can be lazy, just chill til 8 Have an all nighter with pineapple, fire, and stay up late Fluidly doing the music that I appreciate Consistently hoping that haters have something new to hate Flipping and flopping around in the water, come get the bait I stay levitating, generating, escalate But you'll never catch me rolling 'round in Escalades Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date Now eat this album up and get it on the release date

Let’s reflect, I recollect a time where I was more than sex But next, select the section on the left, detect the bigger picture Because I figure yet again, the men that send these hateful Texts expect a wreck, no resurrection left to check I am alive but I despise the lies that try to pry Their way inside my life, the countless times I fucking tried to See my rhyme turn into reason, but my mind keeps fucking leaving And these friends, I call deceiving… And its lucky they’re still breathing (Fade out) Yo, I ain’t trying to fuck with ya (Fade out) So now I gotta aim at ya (Fade out) ‘Cos now I’m fucking mad at ya (Fade out) And I’mma pop off with my gat at ya (Fade out) Yo, I ain’t trying to fuck with ya (Fade out) So now I gotta aim at ya (Fade out) ‘Cos now I’m fucking mad at ya (Fade out) And I’mma pop off with my gat at ya Let me catch you in the streets I’mma cap you with my heat and Get your bitch up in my sheets (yow) If you have the vodka, you and me could be the Best of fucking friends the world has ever seen and Never will a nigga lift a fucking finger ‘Less I pull the trigger on this nigga’s dome But a nigga know that If he try to game at you, I’ll pull the glock and Pop a couple shots and body niggas left and Right; my aim is hotter than this fucking song These dudes be mad ‘cos I game ‘em No wonder their girlfriends ain’t staying Ain’t even fucking ‘em brainless Hitting ‘em up with the same shit She’s outro like a bad flick Ain’t giving a fuck ‘cos she’s through with it Now I got her living fucking lit I said all of my niggas be running around (running around) Running around (all of my niggas) Running around (running around) Running around, I said all of my niggas be running around (running around) Shooting your town (all of my niggas) Running around (running around) Ay, we be running, rolling deep (Fade out) Yo, I ain’t trying to fuck with ya (Fade out) So now I gotta aim at ya (Fade out) ‘Cos now I’m fucking mad at ya (Fade out) And I’mma pop off with my gat at ya (Fade out) Yo, I ain’t trying to fuck with ya (Fade out) So now I gotta aim at ya (Fade out) ‘Cos now I’m fucking mad at ya (Fade out) And I’mma pop off with my gat at ya

Shining’, flying’, now you see me driving’ Ridin’ through the city, drop top so you know I’m vibin’ Out hitting routes; trying not to worry about The queens, diamond rings, and the little things I stay devoted to the notion of driving from my emotions And causing all the commotion that I can Even though all of my compassion is now just my main distraction And has me sitting here laughing like, ‘damn’ Switch lanes, gas pedal, lets go Let another automatic pass me up, oh no 80 on the main roads (ha), never slow Ask me where I’m going and I keep it on the low-low Its kinda funny to me That where I’m at is never where I thought I would be Picture-perfect, fresh rhymes, life as good as can be Let M4KI-PLUS and 10 Mag be your remedy I just wanna fly I just wanna drive so far away So I can find my own peace of mind I just need to drive I just wanna fly I just wanna drive so far away So I can find my own peace of mind I just need to drive What can I say - (what can he say?) maybe I’m born evasive I like to kidnap my problems (kidnap, kidnap) and I go erase ‘em (cut) I stay lit up like a deer in the headlights So I don’t envy those who can never escape that life Black shadows, silhouettes dancing’ All around the blacktop, past these mansions No dames on the brain, just snatch And the motion of the ocean ‘cos my potion is smokin’ Remember when you would hang with your crew, All the things that you’d do; voodoo, gas, smoke, and drifting Subaru Unless I’m by myself, I always got myself And forever will, way more than you do Remember back in the day, when only parents would say That they didn’t want us to grow up the way that they did In the years that they did, back before they faded Straight into the people we see today But belay that last remark I’m trying not to start up anything but this car So I can drive hella far, desert the dessert for a minute (Ha) And pass these stars I just wanna fly I just wanna drive so far away So I can find my own peace of mind I just need to drive I just wanna fly I just wanna drive so far away So I can find my own peace of mind I just need to drive

Excuse me, miss May I get your attention? I know you don't know me but We can both plainly see Our connection Ooh girl, The way you stay inside my brain, Along with all the different Ways you show your affection You got me thinkin’ aboutcha Thinkin’ aboutcha Like I can't sleep without cha Sleep without cha You bring my heart relief And make my heart rate peak Yeah, you're the one for me Maybe we can get to know each other Let's take a dive into one another I don't see why you and I can't be lovers Baby, I'm faithful, so let me take you under One more kiss, One more taste of your lips One more hand on those hips My darling Another night of this I can pick you up at six And you can ride in my whip My darling This is bed ain't What I'm used to 'Cos when I lay inside it, All that I can feel is you We can kick it Like we want to And baby, if you want me, then You know what we about to do You and me, let's count to three- sh! Nude, all through the night~ Baby girl, I want you And I need you to know That you're all mine, all the time Rain or shine So let's be sublime And make that climb Let me start by saying, you're a hell of a woman and I'm really glad that you could make it into my life There's not a lot of things that can bring me out the water But after all this time, you're the one who revived Tell it how it is, Yo, you're the apple of my eye Loyal like the mafia; I call her 'Ride or Die' Everyday I hear your voice, My heart just feels the vibe And beautiful, I'll create the Earth from Scratch in a night Maybe we can get to know each other Let's take a dive into one another I don't see why you and I can't be lovers Baby, I'm faithful, so let me take you under

Everyday, I look up at the sky hoping I die because now you're the death of me Getting offended at my way of living, calling it sinning while you're the one necking me Go let the money and power confuse you and have it abuse you so I can live happily Everyday, I look up at the sky hoping I die because now you're the death of me Flawless, Ha that ain't me, but yo, you called it Never mind the ego, this morning, I made a big deposit But here you come to take away the fun I've found surrounding Clouding up my judgement while the blackness builds its walls around me Y'all niggas think its a game til it's Your ass above that fucking fire flame That creeps and tries to kill your brain It's crazy, mane; I think I've fucking gone insane I got so many niggas on my back They call me Soul Train Everyday, I look up at the sky hoping I die because now you're the death of me Getting offended at my way of living, calling it sinning while you're the one necking me Go let the money and power confuse you and have it abuse you so I can live happily Everyday, I look up at the sky hoping I die because now you're the death of me Let me get intricate I'll warn you right now it's about to get intimate So don't hear a little bit I aim to inform you so you can envision this You never let up with it Doing all that you can in your power to make me sick Yo, I came here to finish it I'm about to go ham so you better get into it So real quick let me ask a question It is really something serious that needs attention Why the fuck am I the only one that ya'll attack Send my ass away like I'm one of the rest? Nigga, who you tryna test I was built with hair coming out my chest I'mma smack you off your momma's breast Ground your ass for two weeks and punish her ass next Everyday, I look up at the sky hoping I die because now you're the death of me Getting offended at my way of living, calling it sinning while you're the one necking me Go let the money and power confuse you and have it abuse you so I can live happily Everyday, I look up at the sky hoping I die because now you're the death of me I'm done playing games Everywhere I go, I see the same fucking thing Niggas beating women and children and giving em up, selling em for shit out on these dirty streets that ain't quite penicillin So much in this world is messed up Families losing kids from joyrides up in the family truck There's nothing sadder than the fact that people matter but We still keep claiming victim while we're Letting bullets scatter It's hard to speak your mind To a public who's so damn defiant Thinking they're so self reliant That they can march around like Giants Not hearing a damn word As if they hadn't heard That we're living on curbs, without sidewalks or birds, it's straight absurd It's straight absurd, son What's up with y'all? Focus on somebody other than you Fuck is you thinking, I'm on you like glue? You got it twisted, I hope that you knew That you signed with me your execution's at 2 Everyday, I look up at the sky hoping I die because now you're the death of me Getting offended at my way of living, calling it sinning while you're the one necking me Go let the money and power confuse you and have it abuse you so I can live happily But everyday, I look up at the sky trying not to fly because you're all that's left of me

Look at me walking up in the club Like "hey baby girl, what's up?" Grammatically on the cusp Massacre taciturn motherfuckers Like pass and burn on these suckers These niggas looking for luck and shit Pack it in, pack it in Hit the liquor, let it swim On the gas so I'm winning How the fuck you think I'm feelin'? Don't mess with me; I'm a big shot Got a lot of niggas trying to make my head pop It's all good because I know something y'all forgot Forgive me for reminding, you let me stop your thoughts Same way I drop the top, I'll stop and make your panties hot Most nights I treat you with respect, tonight I'd rather not So you can't be mad at me if we go and get caught And I'm going to go make that pussy pop on the bass drop Watch me rap and track this shit Sounds like I've been out practicing Acting kinda fantastic bombastically static masterpiece Niggas talk about culture shock Then they talk about how you talk On the radio - nah nah nah In the venue though - y'all already know Rolling through the Sway like I'm getting paid 'cos you know that's what I'm doing Making money, stacking cash, meeting honies, smacking ass on the road to ruin Runnin' up, smoking blunts, find your guts, beat them up, and call you later Contemplating annihilating all these niggas talking shit, fuck the haters I go [skree skree] in my ride All you niggas see me skating by [Tell Em] ay yo DJ hit the lights Tell me where a nigga going to turn up for the night Uh, oh - here I come Clown of the class Niggas lookin' round Like I'm the one that shot they ass I don't give a fuck so I forget about the past Nice guys finish first So you know I finish last Look at the things that you say to me Look at how you want to play for free You know that shit ain't okay with me You need to learn some humility You do not know my abilities The things I can do are so riveting You just found out I was interesting Yo that's just part of the shitty me Pack it in, pack it in Hit the liquor, let it swim On the gas so I'm winning How the fuck you think I'm feelin'? Fuck what heard, I'm at the top of the mansion I walk up into the bedroom And then I start romancin If her nigga get mad There's something obvi lackin, but Toss me the glock And I'll get in on the action

I'm struggling, hanging by a thread Trying every day to keep these bullets out my head Fighting left and right just to keep myself fed Holding onto nothing just in case I turn up dead I'm struggling, reaching out to you Feeling all of my lucidity turn into glue Purposefully forgetting everything that I once knew Hoping you can save me 'cos I don't know what to do If there ain't no struggle, I don't want no trouble I just want to crawl along the ashes, rock, and rubble Make my merry way, to die another day And maybe you'll stay and rescue me Yo I'm struggling, leaving pain behind Leaving everybody in a blast of brain to find Instantly a stain to clean, you know what? Nevermind If only I could find a place to find my peace of mind I'm struggling, to keep up my pace I can't look at mirrors without seeing my face I'm so damn ashamed of my own jaded race And by race I mean human, so don't you come through to displace If there ain't no struggle, I don't want no trouble I just want to crawl along the ashes, rock, and rubble Make my merry way, to die another day And maybe you'll stay and rescue me I'm stuck, between a Rock and a hard place You can find love that's been Spiked or perfectly laced Patience is virtue Or so they fucking say Take me to the truth And I'll take my life today Sick, ill, and feeble, I'm losing all my strength Like constantly seeking sleep But never knowing the length I'd rather take a nap Underwater if it'll have me thinking Breathing breaths so sunk and shallow, I may as well just be sinking If there ain't no struggle, I don't want no trouble I just want to crawl along the ashes, rock, and rubble Make my merry way, to die another day And maybe you'll stay and rescue me

Got a body in backseat, cold Let me tell you what the fuck is going on Mothafucka tried to step to me, nah And man was this pussy nigga wrong Someone hit me up Lemme know what's up Told me you were perpetrating, infiltrating on the Wrong side of town, cuz Nigga ran his mouth, So we went and shut em up Dump the body in the river Dump the body in the mothafuckin' lake Now it's me behind the trigger It's your turn to die in the wake I was chilling at home and I was Minding my business and now I'm getting these calls How there's "money to be makin', And some risks to be taken, So don't drop the ball" I hung up the line, Scooped up the nine and Drove off in the ride Faded, burning the sky Thinking to myself 'This is an easy night' I walk up, like ain't nobody special Now everybody wanna test ya Had my homies all fucked up Niggas tryna get buck Fuck police, I'll arrest ya They were sitting like ducks in a row And all of them, they had to go We were straight blasting No questions asked and Now their blood covers the floor Dump the body in the river Dump the body in the mothafuckin' lake Now it's me behind the trigger It's your turn to die in the wake I got the face of a killer I got the face of a killer, nigga I got the face of a killer And it's your turn to die in the wake I got the face of a killer I got the face of a killer, nigga I got the face of a killer And it's your turn to die in the-

Yo, I’m coming with that sickness Ay, somebody call a vet Triple pistol packin’ Niggas see the triple threat Running with my dogs Logs is what you gon’ get Fuck around with the squad and You’ll get your ass hit, bitch I just got the good hit Doing all the hood shit If I told you that I saw Kendrick kill it on stage, Would you feel it? Hella on the grind Hella on my time If I don't rap a sequence Too frequent, than it might just Define Too many niggas want my head Too many niggas want me dead With a burner to my chest Tryna lay my ass to rest Nigga never chase a check Because the check never protects Come and rid me of my stress Horns on halos call me blessed Bet bet bet on a nigga, gotta Get get get on a nigga, if a Fed fed fed ass nigga wanna Test test test my trigger He can get clapped with it Snapped up in a bad finish Bloody room, yo that's bad linens Fixing to keep the corpse hidden Directly atcha, catch a body like my name is Cardi Flying through the miles so I make it to the party I got hobbies so you know I keep my girlies naughty And you know that my flow is the shit on a bitch so you don't gotta copy Yo, I’m coming with that sickness Ay, somebody call a vet Triple pistol packin’ Niggas see the triple threat Running with my dogs Logs is what you gon’ get Fuck around with the squad and You’ll get your ass hit, bitch Shake it up, shake it up, shake it up You know I got money, I go and rake it up She got the booty so she come and cake it up Get to fighting and shit and we makin' up I got a lot of attention, my baby knows My extension, I am never in detention But all of these niggas be stressin' Staying like AIDS - they be testing' I'm sending' a message Coming at you with a fist full of pain Coming at you with pistol to your brain One up in the chamber, holdin' your name Painted on it like the shit is engraved Shackle a nigga and call him enslaved Paint me up next to him, take all the blame Slaughter the media, bask in the flames 10 magazines, y'all remember the name Yo, I’m coming with that sickness Ay, somebody call a vet Triple pistol packin’ Niggas see the triple threat Running with my dogs Logs is what you gon’ get Fuck around with the squad and You’ll get your ass hit, bitch All these niggas whine, Bitching all the time If you got a Problem, lemme find Put it next to mine, All these mother- Fuckers next in line, Bout to pass the line Make it rhyme Y'all know I ain't lyin' Kill the peace of mind Columbine Double suicide, No one left inside Figure that? Same exact alignment All on my assignment Picture that Blood up on the ceiling, Floor, and now I'm feeling Real revealing Steal your wheels while Tire peeling, dirty dealing; How you feeling?

Back to the end of the bus My dudes are all in a rush to Combust and Vocalize that we no longer trust Niggas left and right be greedier Than the needy Leaving me the damage But no gauze to hand the bleeding Fuck is this BLM shit about? KKK came to let the white pride stab around Sounds like the usual "nigga With the hard R", no stars Asterisks to cut the ignorance so far Why can't we bring it all back Back to the ways before the terrorist attacks Back before the lack of relaxing, asking Daily if you'll live tomorrow Maybe Maybe not when a stray gunshot Stops and gets caught while the witness let's the body rot... To black I miss the days in the limelight Turning on a dime so that I can get my mind right That's tight, but the shit that I love and miss is outta sight And located at new heights Like the cookouts with the family friends in the summertime Never had another rhyme or reason Than to kiss you on the cheek before you're leaving A last chance to see you breathing So far, I'm 19; Black kid having white dreams Rap track, but the guy screams? Fucked up no Visine Who's winning is on my team My niggas stand by me I am always smiling 'cos Shit talkers, they drive me Walking up in the building with a 1-0 on my chest Everyone knows I'm packing, don't you fucking disrespect cos I can Wave the steel in front of you like it's your last meal and make you dance like seal, bitch These stupid niggas tryna act grown Even though skin tone Sounds the same through the phone 'Sho 'nuff Next time I see another, Word to mother, Imma cancel the motherfucker And lay his body in the streets For the news choppers to see Except that's not me Imma stay my lane G And let my own life recede... To black

I don't know the pain of your poison And I know that you can't just wait it out Cos if you do then you die And you're foaming at the mouth I don't know the pain of your poison But I know that you can make it out Cos I'mma do what I can To keep my nigga from going South Problematic nigga With some drug problems But niggas in the street Ain't gonna solve em I ain't gonna be there To watch the flower blossom So if I catch a packer passing, You know I'mma cost em Been discovered, undefined Outta sight, outta mind Contraband caught confined Lunacy and drugs combined Sorry, nothing left to find cos Everything I find in time So turn it back, relax at night Find peace before you die Know what the needle feel like Know what that powder do Know what the poison kill, I Want you to power through Every breaking point that you Draw right into your blood Feeling the sensation of Energy lost in floods Don't lose yourself in the moment You own it, man do you want it? Be honest, my honesty honestly Just can't jump up on it Taking tastes of the tonic Prolonging the lofty lodging Brown corrupting your brain, Man corrupting his logic Understand that a man Can't go nowhere with no knowledge But stay expected to polish His common sense, abolish His arrogance, demolish His discontent to start up And disconnect the farce, Fuck the misdirect, I'm sorry, No disrespect, yo I'm just here to protect A mother fucker fucking risking his neck If I could just come correct I'd like to fucking select A book of hooking images Splendidly showing vividness Innocence, found within my brother Separated by time, but from the same mother Bringing it back, this shit stings like an ass slap Sad sack busted out the nut of a bad dad Fact happy nigga yanking triggers like it's Baghdad and Rat traps are what they call my snaps when my gat blats And y'all niggas act like mad cash is what we all had We ain't had that I don't know the pain of your poison And I know that you can't just wait it out Cos if you do then you die And you're foaming at the mouth I don't know the pain of your poison But I know that you can make it out Cos I'mma do what I can To keep my nigga from going South

Pride is a mother fucker, best believe Noses to the sky, yeah I can see that And I know we're only human, but damn we bleed fast But the human heart is sacred and mine won't go bad What's the point of stressing when I wanna relax? Worrying about a dollar, worried about the tax Making it my business not to get my hopes dashed, I'm back here counting blessings while y'all out counting cash All those fucking racks will break a niggas back Watching as you lag behind while they pick up the slack Trash all over your name, letting it ride on wax But when it comes to dirt, ain't no one riding for that Pride is a mother fucker, best believe that Noses to the sky, yeah I can see that And I know we're only human, but damn we bleed fast But the human heart is sacred and mine won't go bad Fucking off a bill, blowing up in the club Tossing every dollar - 1's, 5's, 10's, and dubs Faded in the blur, thinking these bitches giving you love When your closest ride or die niggas are only out for your blood I'm straight up kicking back while you're kicking for packs I could count a million racks but I ain't got the time And I'd have that shit in safe if you dropped me a line But I ain't going down out here for popping a nine, unless it's for mines (Cos') Pride is a mother fucker, best believe that Noses to the sky, yeah I can see that And I know we're only human, but damn we bleed fast But the human heart is sacred and mine won't go bad I gotta recuperate, regain my thoughts Maybe the 9 to 5 of thug life will pay me a lot Pop shots at cops and not get caught Rob my favorite store, reach over the countertop Breaking off a nigga's guap, hopping 'round to parking lots Cocking the chopper on a nigga whipping a full stop Steal the wheels, feel the thrill, got my gangsta on lock His problem now, y'all - like it or not I'm the painter of the picture in the picture frame The nigga with his name based around the game And I'm telling you, I'm well on my way to fame And I know I only really have myself to blame Because the flame that is ambition Should never interfere with your damn vision Of reaching out for a bigger picture But we're all built with guilty fixtures Pride is a mother fucker, best believe that Noses to the sky, yeah I can see that And I know we're only human, but damn we bleed fast But the human heart is sacred and mine won't go bad (Hold up) I gotta go recuperate, regain my thoughts again Stop smoking, playing hearts, and slanging pot again Holding onto my dream, whether I'm dying or not again Boost up my inferno so I keep staying hot again I could stay and rise, or watch you just fall and drop But horizons over yonder got me feeling the top If I sit and stay humble, I'll never pop off a shot 'Cos you don't gotta be a troubled soul to go through a lot There's no picture in the picture frame No tag for your name to claim No call for your walk to fame And you only have you to blame Because the flame that is ambition Should never interfere with your damn vision Of reaching out for a bigger picture But we're all built with guilty fixtures

Some days I wanna catch the bus to visit places for vacation Nostalgic faces leave they're traces in my brain's relation So discarded are departed cards when you're deflated Broken in the gutter, no family, no shoe laces Pasted, spaced and copied, cold chopping Crack cocaine in the membrane, no stopping Amphetamine and extra fees, whole pizza, extra cheese The cheddar better be here to become that much better Veterans stuck without they W2's Train derailment plastered over the news Fuck a recession, the Greatest Depression is coming in sections To show all y'all to follow the blues Beggars are choosers, especially with Uzi's But beggars be losing, fighting for foods My brothas ain't grooving 'cos they ain't got voices And beggars ain't moving 'cos they don't have choices And well That's the news And well That's the news [News anchor 10 Mag parleys with his staff and crew to determine the sports, weather, and other currently distracting and unnecessarily showcased worldly events and continues back to the 10 o’clock news] Scatterbrained boys wanna carry the torch, Scatterbrained boys bragging all around court Snitches know the way it goes, still they run to the door But boys get scatterbrained right there on the porch Mercy is a mystery flavor that most haven't had yet They'll pluck you from your coupe and swoop that heater on you I bet And if you're half as lucky, pray the jacker packs a Tec Directly at your neck, no sign of respect as life reflects My homies back in class all knew me as 10Mag But my exes and currents currently call me tripod I don't give a single damn about the fat stacks and the swag If I wanted to die fresh to death, I'd eat a Tide pod Maybe if I go to New York, they'll find they vibe hard Maybe if I go to Cali, Compton will hear my song Maybe if I stay in Washington, prospering til I'm gone, Maybe I'll find a way to prove all of these niggas wrong But well, That's the news And well That's the news

Pressure Say hello to Great Depression Pressure I'm hoping y'all can get the message Know that I'm not famous, know that I'm not you You can fight with violence, but can you fight with truth? Look at your damn citizens, pumping them with venom and Following all the trends then dying off in the end Sending them to war that they never prepared for But you ain't fighting with them, so what are you scared for? War that never changes, war that only grows, When will it be over, only Jesus knows So keep claiming victims, keep hiding the lies Keep counting suits while you go and sever the ties Keep killing youth when they're only trying to climb Keep taking the things that we're all just trying to find Pulling all of the lines, watering down the wine Making sure that the people beneath you are always blind Pressure Say hello to Great Depression Pressure I'm hoping y'all can get the message From the jokes, excuses, and pitiful comments, Like "grab her by the pussy" makes me want to vomit Obama was better and I'mma be honest That nigga was a black man and man, was he on it I'm not trying to do this for the fame, Just trying to open some eyes to show y'all who to blame For the hate, the killings, the force, and the drilling This motherfucker really thinks that we're winning Sitting back, counting money and grinning Until his ego grows and holds up the ceiling But that's just the cards they've been dealing Our president don't give a fuck about our feelings I swear to God, I may not hold out your pain But Pac was alive when he said "we need change" And if this life we live continues to aim, We'll end up back at the beginning again Pressure Say hello to Great Depression Pressure I'm hoping y'all can get the message

Evidently, a nigga ain't got no evidence Relevant, finding shit just staring right at your inheritance Bending it, lending you remnants of my intelligence Menacing, the looks that you give me when I'm killing shit Are you feeling this? Wheeling and dealing has me just sealing shit down Got a ski mask, packing pistols, yo can you hear the sound? When I walk inside the room, I don't fuck around All these niggas always trying to kick me to the ground, Can you get colder than this? Bud five times bigger than the bud your plug got Passing tabs and tripping fat, she loves the way it drops Popping sloppy toppy top inside of Pop's drop top Rhyming, flying, heiny sliding up and down on Papa's Spin to win; sin is in, so get it in, nobody's stopping Slobbing on the stick like a Saint Bernard, drippity-dropping Hard to hold reality, duality got me retarded Slap another tab of that and stack another hour on it Let me be honest I know a lot of ebonics and Though I sound real demonic I assure you I'm not robotic I'm teaching like phonics and I'm killing like rockets and I'm holding like pockets, bet I cocked all them choppers Bet I run from the coppers, bet I straight up cold caught em Bet I fuck on your daughter, bet I'm offering slaughter But my lot's got a lot already going on; I'm steady with my shots And niggas already know I fucking got em Evidently, a nigga ain't got no we evidence Relevant, finding shit, just staring right at your inheritance Bending it, lending you remnants of my intelligence Menacing, the looks that you give me when I'm killing shit Are you feeling this? Wheeling and dealing has me just sealing shit down Got a ski mask, packing pistols, yo can you hear the sound? When I walk inside the room, I don't fuck around All these niggas always trying to kick me to the ground, Can you get colder than this?

I just wanted to take the time to say thank you to everyone who has checked out of reality long enough to listen to this album! It truly does mean a lot putting all of this together and given that some tracks span back two and three years, it feels phenomenal to be able to give them all back to you, the listener. Without the support of you and your fueling my drive to continue, I wouldn’t be anywhere close to where I am now, let alone alive to be really real with you, so thank you again. From the bottom of my heart, I appreciate it and I hope to see you bumping my future releases in your home, at your favorite club, on the road - the whole 9! Yours forever, 10 Mag