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

Now this right is not a preview
of what the album bring you, or nothing like that
I share I think quietly with those that admire me
R'member MTV its' something like that
I my heart up on my sleeve, and I, bleed for you
Cooking hoping to reach like each one you
When I release, trust if you feel my shit is weak
When you see me in the street, then speak, refund you
sample was yelling "loop me!" , Ms. Hill Please don't sue me
cause I ain't one of those rappers out there fronting he got it, ni**a
I ain't got it ni**a
Throwing thusands in the strip with drizzy
difference is I'm throwing four, he's 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, ain't you s'pose to strip
Confessions of a cheap ass
But I put my mommy in that E class, ni**a
And I told her quit your job, but hold horses
If my next album flops it's back to the office both of us, s**t
they're saying that's a possibility
the thought is killing 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 think I to let it go
Cause even matters

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Anticipating I can't make the same mistakes again
them 90's ni**as raped the
and left us with a battered and bruised b***h, with a few
the p**sy loose, but the truth is I love her
she perfect but who is?
Hoes "cole you is" don't be silly ma
Cause I really I'm a born sinner the opposite of a winner
Cole summer, I predict winter
I'm finta, drop knowledge like a 5 percenter
F**k the Bilderberg, nigga 'em God sent ya
with the skill, as if Nas went to
College on met pac and said "I'm down with ya?"
And when wasn't writing rhymes they f***ing lined sisters
Puffing on swishers, 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 this how my switches
No looking back, don't want to see my prom pictures
Pardon the rhyme scheme, I guess I'm long
Let me switch it now, its back to hell's now
Up in Hova office like, he the f***ing
Put me in with Stargate, that s**t was detonation now
Jus telling my story so ain't my intention now
drop a couple hits and all the dummies pay now
A when you learn the ins and outs of the game
And reminisce a lil' in the south
out loud with all the niggas that's cool to you
Just to realize that them was fooling you
And they ain't who say they said they where
Talk about the streets, but nigga they ain't really they were
Acting just like there were, but who am I to judge
That's neither here or
Just know my nigga, I like being aware
If I had one wish, I would fuck Tia and Tamera, at the same
And put name tags on they titties so I don't get they name
"Game on!!"
Like Waynes World, that 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 make four years till I gave you my number
"The warm up dropped, I got hot, you calling it
And Jay dropped autotune, you wanted him s**t,
Play my position, the whole while still
A year Drake put his key in your ignition
And I my fellas
I dropped Night Lights in the winter just to make her jealous
to drop the album 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 time coming to thing between you and me
I let it go