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The truth will set you free
But first, it’ll piss you off

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56 Nights

People didn’t even understand that my hard drives that I recorded all my music on for two years straight was on this… was on this one hard drive that Esco had and he was locked up with it so I had to record new music. That’s when I did Beast Mode
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Everything in the streets, it prepared me for everything that I’m going through right now. The good and the bad, you know what I’m saying? Can’t let none of this shit get to me. I go harder cause I know where I was at, and I know where I wanna go

Don’t You Worry Girl

Me and shawty burning weed up by the fireplace
They be tryna find out any reason just to fade us
Make it look like we ain’t never stressin’ and we paid up
I ain’t never trip but you the only one that’s flawless
Got the thing wetter than the floods up in New Orleans
Tell the truth, do it look like we stressing?
We be stylin’ on ’em, super flexin’
Never mind the price, no need to check it
You know you my baby, ain’t no second guessin’

#RelationshipGoals

…Birkin bags, I’m good for that
Might just be your plug for that
You might fall in love with that, got love for that
What’s your name? Who you with?
Where you from? You the shit
Choose and pick, get the right one
All these chicks, got to like one
All these hits, you got to like one
All these bottles, got to like some
All these models, got the right one
What you gon’ do? Hide or run?

Ouh Kill em Like That

I’m Lil Wayne with no ceilings
Can’t change up I got change up
I got shit locked and they chained up
Bout 20 goons and they aimed up
Bitch, play with me, you get banged up
I’m in this Lambo
Artillery like Rambo
Don’t fuck with me, I’m prime time, don’t get your whole show cancelled
Everythang gotta do get tuned in, tell ’em hoes I’m on now
This whip might do bout 200, tell ’em hoes I’m gone now