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now right 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 like that
I share things I think quietly with that admire me
R'member MTV diaries? its' like that
I wear my heart up on my sleeve, and I, for you
Cooking beats hoping to reach each one you
When I release, trust if you feel like my is weak
When you see me in the street, speak, I'll refund you
This sample was yelling "loop me!" , Ms. Please don't sue me
I ain't one of those rappers out there fronting like he got it, ni**a
I ain't 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 ni**a, ain't 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 put my mommy in that E class, ni**a
And I told her your job, but hold your horses
If my next album flops it's back to the post office of us, s**t
saying that's a real 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 rain I can't make the mistakes again
them 90's ni**as raped the
and left us with a 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 I'm just a born sinner the opposite of a winner
Cole summer, I predict winter
Cause I'm finta, drop like a 5 percenter
the Bilderberg, nigga show 'em God sent ya
Rhyme with the skill, as if Nas to
College on scholarship met pac and "I'm down with ya?"
And when they wasn't writing they f***ing lined sisters
on swishers, what's up Milan?
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 this how my switches
No back, don't even want to see my prom pictures
Pardon the rhyme scheme, I guess I'm winded
Let me switch it now, its back to kitchen now
Up in Hova office like, he the principal
Put me in with Stargate, s**t was like detonation now
Jus telling my story so dissing ain't my now
drop a couple hits and all the pay attention now
A shame you learn the ins and outs of the game
And reminisce a lil' in the south
Rappin' out loud all the niggas that's cool to you
Just to realize that niggas was fooling you
And they ain't who they say they they where
Talk the streets, but nigga they ain't really 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 would fuck Tia and Tamera, at the same
And put name tags on they titties so I don't get they wrong
"Game on!!"
Like Waynes World, that just on
I'm now
5 days to the album,
I'm now
took a break 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 it classic
And Jay dropped autotune, you wanted him s**t,
Play my position, the while still wishing
A year Drake put his key in your ignition
And I my fellas
I dropped Friday Night Lights in the winter just to her jealous
Wanted to drop the album in the
But the label didn't think that they sell it
Recoup the first week, I think it ain't the s**t that they can us
Do you
Its a long time coming to this thing between you and me
I let it go