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Ben Reilly - Dont Lose The Plot! (Official Video)
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LYRICS:

They tried to get me out the paint
But this a permanent primer
Prime examples of prima Donna
Primitive natures of hatred
Envy inflated
Get them jealous ass niggas from round us
War ready i can’t worry about em
I can take the torch and pass it on
Put that fye under ya ass, you been slacking dawg
Slack jawed, I’m cutting to chase like a hack saw
Half man half had it all
I excell more than Microsoft in all categories
I’m a category 8 earthquake, i shake the work place
In first place, i beat the block down leave it in worse shape
I’m back in office
Ain’t backing off, I’m knocking back an Aperol Spritz
Thinking that it’s all glitz
Screwed loose, I’ll be gripping the hammer
Get a grip is you forgetting your manners
Mannerisms i developed from the goats will have me filling up Manors
With generations, it won’t be a world where the fam’ll be famished
Family members looking at me like the famous one
I mean yea this shit my job but i ain’t get my ones
6 figures up too many got me watching figure
Counting these digits like I’m working out the calorie difference
Call the Calvary
What you calculate could never amount to me
Mounting me, on a mountain rushing more than they count for me
Emmitt smith, got em on defense they go out of bounds for me
Get a whiff, the smell worth every scent
and I’m bound to be
On a power trip
Performing alchemy before the hour shift
And be the one to leave the powers that be feeling powerless
My prowess doubled up my pride, you wanna pout and shit
I told you boy i want the crown and not a crown Vick
My brother had a Vick and someone tried to crown him
He was left there panting like a damn hymn
Hemmed up, bent up out of shape
And still don’t give a fuck bout what nobody say
I’m in nobody’s place but my own
And you ain’t been in nobody body’s face, that’s a song
Your life fabricated
Lead showers boy the body get evaporated
Why build with you that building got evacuated
Strawberry coupe and ima need it saturated
Over saturation on your radio stations
But telling me i don’t have what it takes just to make it
Make believe niggas met with real life implications
Don’t make me dust off my hands like they been in the basement
DIRECTED BY BEN REILLY & JACOB RINK
RESPECT THE JUX
(SADE - NOTHING CAN COME BETWEEN US REMIX)
BY BEN REILLY & JACOB RINK
Yea!
Uh huh
I’m on the way
If i say I’m not they, I’m on the way nigga
Haha
Aight
It’s 2025 it’s ‘bout time you open your eyes
You blind if you thinking his pen compare to mine
I parried everytime they swung for the paradigm
You can’t stand on what you backing, they fell for a pair of lies (Paralyze)
I’m liable to crash as long as the GAME MINE
Just admire what I CRAFT, on the BLOCK from the baseline
I made time for travel, toured Europe the same time
Said i wanna rule it all when i came back state side
I’m bigger than the shadows the people are pitting on me
My fomo is making me gun for the bigger homie
The one and only i see competing with me is me
The only lane I aim to claim is HOV
I give and they take from me just pay your fee
That check should be made to me, ain’t no peace
I doubled the call logs before i hit 18
In black out hoodies, acg’s,
This black MP can save me
Ensuring my survival
I looked at my drive comparing it to my idols
The more I compare, is the more i realize
That I carry all the power to make engines go idle
The world is unknowingly waiting for my arrival
They gotta get SAVE like haven’t opened a bible
I’m more a kaiju than cailou
Entirely nothing like you
Entitled to every title, I’m practically Shawn Michaels
I finally saw the Eiffel and i wasn’t impressed
The way I tower over niggas it was hard to connect
I’m awkward in jest, but right when i box with the left
Couldn’t stomach the fraudulent but my heart could ingest
Dawg, I’m built different, how I’m scoring is Wilt digits
She Skipped fitness, It’s Mugler, she’ll still fit this
This God given like mjolnir, and i will lift it
I know this shit is mine, don’t like it then deal wit it
I don’t know what to label you, your dealing is bad
Even niggas i looked up to is stealing the swag
I’ll be happy to address it, just reveal where you at
Like we challenging the plays, we can look at the past(pass)
They laughed when i told em how much timing it took
They laughed when i told em my life was a comic book
They laughed when i told em i don’t like how it look
I’m bout to occupy this space, with the path that a comet took
They shook, i can smell in the air something’s afoot
If it’s smoke, I’ll make sure that you’ll recognize the soot
Don’t care if you got pull, some buttons gotta be pushed
As long as you recognize you gotta respect the jux
Yea!
Save!
I’ll holla at yall
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This song is the villains theme music and monologue within the SAVE story! Enjoy!
Lyrics:
Ten!
Nine!
Eight!
Seven!
Six!
Five!
Four!
Three!
Two!
One!
Oh, it’s the first of the month!
This for the worst of the bunch
This year I’m treating every moment like a personal one (SAVE!)
You looking nervous or some
Did it occur to you son?
That the city that you reppin’ is a murderous one?
Oh God! Father God! look at his Bum ass!
I’m notarized, I’m terrified for his Bum ass!
I won’t take a life or a take advice from ya’ Bum ass!
Fuck who said he bright!
Let’s Cut the lights on his Bum ass!
Five! Four! Three! Two! One!
I got a gun!
Ten 9’s, 762’s in this one
Ten toes down i ain’t moving for none
I’m refusing to run
I’d rather shoot ‘em or some!
Aye!
Shots rang out! Happy New Year!
Baby, get down! Happy New Year!
Bitch, get down! You must be new here!
Happy New Year! Not so Happy New year!
Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six!
Five! Four! Three! Two! One!
Don’t get —-*gunshot*
Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six!
Five! Four! Three! Two! One!
Don’t get hit!
(Bitch)
Aye!
I’ve got so much power
I can get the baddest bitch to lie for me
I can get my softest friend to slide for me
I can get these hollow tips to fly for me
Shells outside
Niggas stealing Mail outside
God it’s hell outside
Come inside
Bitch, you can smell outside
Every Nigga who failed outside
Twelve outside and they brought canines
For K through Twelve outside
It’s Bleak outside
Even when it’s cold outside
Everybody got heat outside
Outside it’s Niggas wildin’ on the first of the month
Got Buddy coughing up the cash like he Allergic or Some
I say we taking all your earnings
You ain’t earnest enough
You busy tryna be a hero, what’s the purpose ya’ bum?
Fi-Fi-Fi-Five! Four! Three! Two! One!
I got a blick!
MAC-10’s , 762s in this clip
10 niggas tried to stomp me out, now I’m pissed
If he running from this Buick
Then we —-
(Commotion)
Ten!
(Boom)
Nine!
Eight!
Seven!
(Six)
Year of the fuck nigga
Toting a blood thinner (Five)
I was blessed with the power to make a buck quicker (Four)
Cunt licker, upchuck dollars and make her butt bigger (Three! Two! One!)
One hiccup, bitch get down ‘cause this a St-St-St-
Stuck in the ground today
I’ma make my rounds today
Listen bitch I’m leaving here with something, I’m from ‘round da way
In the mix, fortify the substance I’m a pound of ‘ye
Difference is, I don’t fear nothing, I got time today
For anything
It’s up and away but this the Villain’s theme
Instilling me with dark energies
Full of hostility
I’m still here
Still in the field
Still on activity
Can’t stand still
I still got the steel
Still known for stealing things
I’m crash the New Year’s party
You really think that you could stop me
Look at you
Sure you’ve got the power but your form is sloppy
Performance lacking tempo, get the memo
Lo siento, Papi (Papi?!)
She gave me all your info Papi (Papi?!)
I know you lack credentials Papi (Papi?!)
Have a happy new year
I see you must be new here
I’m your worst nightmare
Much clearer than it usually is
I’ll be standing right there
Closer than your mirror did
Closer than a Spirit trip
Too close; it made your spirit shift
Reevaluate, why I’m doing what you think I did
Reevaluate, how grew from your experience
The power, the responsibility and all that other shit
Don’t matter when you can’t get a grasp on what you struggle with!
Ten!
(As the clock strikes twelve…)
Nine!
Eight!
Seven!
(We learn that one’s power trip can land the people we love in unwanted destinations…)
Six!
Five!
Four!
Three!
Two!
One!
Happy New Year!
(Do we trust that our hero can truly fulfill his responsibilities?)
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This song marks the beginning of the hero’s journey within the narrative of the SAVE album. It’s inspired by the many times Ben has been jumped, won or lost a fight but still managed to muster the power to get up and keep fighting.
WRITTEN BY BEN REILLY
SONG PRODUCED BY RIC&THADEUS, MIKE HECTOR & MATT COHB
DIRECTED BY JACOB RINK
ASSISTED BY JOSH HART
ASSISTED BY ARTIMIO BLACK
CREATIVE DIR. BY BEN REILLY
SOUND ENGINEER: LEALE & BEN REILLY
LYRICS:
If I’ma tell my life story, this is where I start
I was raised to find light when this shit get dark
At the end of my life I know I did my part
Bitch, I had my first fight right off Osborn park!
I was born inside a G Building, miss me with the crazy talk
Grew up on a street where the children be afraid to walk
Grew up where the heater warm ya’ chest you should evade the spark
Grew up with some beadie beads learning how to fade
Oh, you wanna be a hero?
Wanna count DiNero?
Do what you wanna do, ya’ can’t be like me tho!
My potna had a duffel bag playin’ wit’ a circle
Landed in a hunnit cash jumpin’ over hurdles!
Jump
Jump
Jump for the gang (Jump!)
Jump
Jump
Jump
I got it jumpin’
Jump
Jump
Jump for the gang (Jump!)
Jump
Jump
Jump
I got it Jumpin’
Bitch ya’ cant tell me nothing
I hit the ground runnin’
Buildings in a single bound is how i got it jumping
Time to hit the function
Stumbled up the stairs
(Aye they jumping me! They jumping me! Save ya’ boy!)
I got stomped out on New Lotts
In my tube sock, I hid a butter knife
To put it light, I’m nothing like you other guys
What a life to live, i couldn’t summarize
Summer time, I spent it with my mother side
Mother Earth, mother may I?
The way I put word on my might
For what it’s worth, I put in work
Since ye high ‘cause I’m one to put up a fight
Don’t care if you lose, you better throw em!
Put em up!
Wear all the bruises on your shoulder!
Pull em up!
Spare the excuses, don’t be scared!
We pullin’ up!
Look how they booking, they could win a Pulitzer
Using my pull as proof to say I’m good enough
Never gave a fuck if I was hood enough
Never gave us much and we ain’t took enough
Navigate the function, threw a punch and got-
Jumped
Jump
Jump for the gang (Jump!)
Jump
Jump
Jump
I got it jumpin’
Jump
Jump
Jump for the gang (Jump!)
Jump
Jump
Jump
I got it Jumpin’
Mhm
Yeah!
Please excuse the city (Jump!)
This shit not friendly
Brain cells empty (Jump!)
Prison cells plenty
New to the city?
Don’t fuck with many
Super Villain enemies
Get the fuck from near me
Fish scale the skillet
Bitch nails acrylic (What else?!)
I turn to dentist
Right before i finish
Tune into the story
This part is pivotal
Bitch say she love me
I know it’s conditional
‘Bout to make this digital
Turnt it to the maximum
Can’t do no minimal
Can’t do subliminal
Can’t do subliminal
Can’t do subliminal
Can’t do subliminal
Can’t do subliminal
Can’t do subliminal
Save!
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Produced by Christo!, Ric & Thaddeus
Written & Performed by Ben Reilly

Lyrics:
Fuck Nigga Shit!
I stay out the way i can’t be part of that!
I can’t wear no Capes!
I can’t wear no Capes!
Stayed out the way, got a check up!
Stepped down from Ego then stepped up!
I can’t wear no Capes!
I can’t wear no capes!
SAVE!
BRAND NEW AF1S!
Throw up where you from!
BRAND NEW AF1S! (SAVE!)
Throw up where you from!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Throw up where you from!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Throw up where you from!
Mister Incredible, I’m moving decimals
I’m in a better mood (That’s a stretch)
I write in parables, I got a pair of boos
Here’s what you better do (Make it stretch)
Elastigirl! (Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!)
Atta Girl! (Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!)
I been on par with the best
If you on par, that’s a stretch (Bitch!)
Knot Kneed coupe for the boy
Pop Shuvit, bands get deployed
Last summer, had to fill the void
Next hunnit, James McCavoy
Split!
My car note annoying!
My phone bill annoying!
My ego annoying!
My mama annoyed:
Too much noise
From me and my boys
Got 223’s like double teaming Jordan
Humor me and step into my story
Come and see what we would deem important
If you believe in self you can afford it
Save!
Fuck Nigga Shit!
I stay out the way i can’t be part of that!
I can’t wear no Capes!
I can’t wear no Capes!
Stayed out the way, got a check up!
Stepped down from Ego then stepped up!
I can’t wear no Capes!
I can’t wear no capes!
SAVE!
BRAND NEW AF1S!
Throw up where you from!
BRAND NEW AF1S! (SAVE!)
Throw up where you from!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Throw up where you from!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Throw up where you from!
Imposter Syndrome (Bitch!)
Bitch Nigga get gone (Bitch!)
Can’t ride my coat tails lil’ boy
Find your own zone (Boy)
Wrist on frozone, it might impede the ozone
Bitch, I came a long way from rocking fake polos
Way Too many polo boots them niggas tried to stomp me out
Way Too many dead homies, my bio like a haunted house
Way Too many hoes that I was sneaking out my momma house
Wait til I get my amount
Don’t ask me bout poppin out
Don’t ask me bout shit you know i don’t care about
Carry out tasks, outcast with a black mask
Looking for his whereabouts
Chest pass
He don’t know where to bounce
Think fast
Slow it down or air it out
Hit the gas think we did a fair amount
On his ass, too bad
Star seeing like he paramount
Took my Parademons up to Paramount singing-
Fuck Nigga Shit!
I stay out the way i can’t be part of that!
I can’t wear no Capes!
I can’t wear no Capes!
Stayed out the way, got a check up!
Stepped down from Ego then stepped up!
I can’t wear no Capes!
I can’t wear no capes!
SAVE!
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Lyrics:
Wine & women is the combination and the motivation for the run
I remember getting jumped
Didn’t have the time run
Niggas saying they the one
Guess I’m not the only one
Guess i gotta be the one
To bring my niggas to the front
Shorty meaty in the rump
Got me feening for the humps
I don’t mind to be a munch
I might drop her in a month
Lukey looking like a monk
Niggas moving like they punks
Brown nosing like the UPS
Got it jumping bitch it’s up!
Fresher than ‘em in impressive denims
I look presidential in a tux
Fuck nepotism
This a better pencil
I pencil you in if I want
Float the algorithm off a skunk
Hate to say it’s not a first
And it’s prolly get worse
‘Cause it’s helping on the verse
Aye!
Now you ‘bout to get the work
I got perks for my words
I got lines for the merch
I got lines for the lines
I got time for the worst
Got it cracking off the vert
Independent ‘til it hurt
In the fire ‘til it burn like a perm
I can’t lie I been a man of my word
I decide if they live or they learn
Get in this urn if you get on my nerves
Get what I earn to deliver the word
Get rid of my hurt then i figure my worth
I Fingered the fire, when he tried to rob
I know he survived, was hoping he died
Hoping you know it’s no hoeing my pride
That hoe that you boast do the most with my guys
Holding it close, if you scoping on mine
The scope on the pole get so close to yo mind
The quotes that i wrote it’s like gold in a mine
So Watch how i blow like my toes on a mine
Shoutout my brodii, my crodie, my nigga, my homie, my woadie, my shorty, my slimes
No matter the odds, I’ll even em out in the morning
New living important, we tired or mourning
The city so greedy it’s been eating me slowly
The way I threw hands for the block, I’m a goalie
Hang up the phone bitch you too phoney
Leave me alone, I’m tired of loaning
Bitch I’m the man
Whole lotta bands
Bitch stop playing put that Pussy on demand
Yeah!
Shh!
Shut up bitch! Let that sample work! (You talk too much)
Shut up bitch! Let that sample work!
Shut up bitch! Let that sample work! (You talk too much)
Shut up bitch! Let that sample work!
You talking to me like I’m not the red bird baby
Floating off the shit that make ya head hurt
Lately stepping heavy, putting in this leg work
Next verse Got it by a long shot looking like I’m Fred Durst
Straight off the block
Whipping a Guillotine Off with the top
Keeping it a bean like coffee shops
Keeping it clean, the stick not a mop
Keep it a Benny
Got no interest in keeping it friendly
Keeping a whole bunch of real niggas with me
Keeping a low profile like Shh—
Cause ain’t nobody Finna keep me from winning!
Shh!
Shut up bitch! Let that sample work! You talk to much)
Shut up bitch! Let that sample work!
Shut up bitch! Let that sample work! (You talk to much)
Shut up bitch!
WRITTEN BY BEN REILLY
PROD BY NICO PORTER
DIRECTED BY JACOB RINK
Lyrics:
Bitch, I got my dentist on speed dial!
Speedin’ down 285
Study my drive
I’ve got to get you up to speed now!
Competition? Got ‘em by a HAIR
No one to LEAVE OUT
CLOSE CALL, dust my turtle neck before I LEAVE OUT
Preliminaries, gotta come prepared, looking like pretrial
My homies look to ME but I just hope I don’t let ME down
BIG Dawg!
BIG BEN!
TOWER over everything!
SMALL losses/BIG wins!
I’m on to BIG and better things!
BIG heart!
Even BIGGER dick!
BIG on everything!
BEN REILLY!
Looking like BEN WALLACE
When I’m in the PAINT!
PAINT the narrative you choose
It’s still imperative you LOSE
I keep my HANDS on 10 & 2
The CLOCK I’m on not meant to SNOOZE
Jumped the CURB
Been popping SHIT so LONG it made my STOMACH hurt
A DREAM deferred
A RAISIN in the sun, I RISEN from the dirt
*SAVE*
I’m SORRY if I’m taking your WORK
PARDON my etiquette
My NECKLACE can’t FIT in my SHIRT
My BIG cousin SERVING a PREDICATE for DISHING up work
That could prolly FEED a FRENCHIE for his LUNCH and DESSERT
DESERTED at one, souls EMPTY with a heart FULL of HURT
I hope you practice different FREQUENCIES to balance your HERTZ
Heard I was the VILLAIN in your STORY ‘cause I ain’t verify your purchases
The purpose of vilifying me is all SUPERfluous
THE NERVE OF THIS—
Opal Stones and KRYPTONITE
OPEN homes a LICK tonight
I’m tryna propose a different LIFE
Leave ya’ memories at HOME and get yo’ living right
OPAL STONES and Kryptonite
Open homes a lick TONIGHT
I’m TRYNA propose a different life
Leave yo’ mobile PHONES at home and get yo’ living RIGHT
Bitch, my dentist know me by my FIRST name!
Came off road, cleaned my MOLARS
That’s just the FIRST day!
Momma cried when Spotify POSTED me on the FIRST page
I could’ve went POSTAL ain’t ‘POSED be in no work place!
OKAY!
Opal STONES and Kryptonite
OPEN homes a lick tonight
I’m tryna PROPOSE a different life
Leave ya’ MEMORIES at home
LET’S get yo’ living right
Opal Stones and KRYPTONITE
Open HOMES a lick tonight
I’m tryna propose a DIFFERENT life
Leave yo’ MOBILE phones at home
Let’s get yo’ LIVING right
‘Preciate you NICO
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Lyrics:
Nothing in life is Free (SAVE!)
Nothing except for me (SAVE!)
How can I— call you my brother if you wouldn’t fight with me? (Fight!)
I want a new life, so all these new heights are really enticing me
I get to playing with definitions
We carry static like television
With the big back, get back, kick back doors if he play with my percentage (Ooo!)
My buddy was digging up in his nose with that fake white, baby; Kylie Jenner (Ooo!)
I’m a nice Nigga, not a nice Nigga
I ain’t running, I’m AMG not a sprinter
I ain’t coming to play ‘less playin wit’ her
If I’m gunning yo’ way, hit the deck & dizzuck
Then I pick up my car keys Nigga peace
She my lil’ star seed, we get deep
She pull up with scarred knees, she a freak
My shorty ‘bout blue face like mystique
She got her a new waist; new physique
But she wanna work out, shawty cheap
I bought her bouquet for the week
My pockets on soufflé
It’s a new day
Niggas dayroom; that mean sweet
I’m in ya’ bae room it’s a suite
They know I conceal arms like a sleeve
They know I could deal harm when it’s beef
They notice the real charm when I speak—
Bridge! (Bitch!)
One call hit the kill switch!
Free.99
Free.99
Yeah
Free.99
Yeah
Free.99
Free.99
Free.99
(Save)
Free.99
We was in Buicks
I’m way too intuitive
I heard ya’ newest shit
What you gone do with it?
Loath what you did wit’ it—
I couldn’t finish it
You in the way
This the shit that they living with
They said your pen is lit
Don’t you put Ben in it
Keep it a bean, it won’t work in your benefit
Keeping it frank wit’ ‘em
I just want Franklins
Sound like Aretha when we let it sing on ‘em
I’m on a whole ‘nother card with this
They knew what it was when I started this
We used to steal from the mall and shit
Now we gone steal from the artists’s
I want ya’ fans, I want all of it
All of it
(Yeah!)
All of it
(5 finger discount)
I’m really the truth with this rap shit
Let’s really cut loose with this rap shit
You all in cahoots in this rap shit
Running out shit I could prove with this rap shit
So what you gone do when the rapture
Picking up you and ya’ crew for this rap shit
Y’all pick and choose with this rap shit
Hustling backwards
You writing cap shit
Right? That’s a caption—
Free.99
Free.99
Yeah
Free.99
Yeah
Free.99
Free.99
Free.99
Free.99 (Prod. By Neighbor)
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SAVE Fest 2022
Presented by Abstract Media
Powered by Third & Hayden, BNDWTH and Abstract Media
Live performances by:
Jelani Imani
Mercury
Kapwani
Lango
S.U.R.F.
The Letter M
DJs:
The Allurr
Cleo Trvppv
DJ Guate
WRITTEN BY BEN REILLY OF ABSTRACT MEDIA
SONG PRODUCED BY SLASH!
DIRECTED BY JACOB RINK
ASSISTED BY ADAM CUPPLERT
ASSISTANT DIRECTOR ANTHONY DOFFEK
FILM PRODUCTION BY KIM ALEX HALL
CREATIVE DIR. BY BEN REILLY & ABSTRACT MEDIA
SOUND ENGINEER: BEN REILLY & SE7EN
GRIP: HENRY LOCKE
KEY GRIP: DWAYNE YOUNG
PA: SQUE3EZE JOHNSON
LYRICS:
We couldn’t get champagne so we got the next best thang!
Yeah Nigga!
Aw nigga! We out!
Aw nigga, let’s go!
Hahahaha!
Red bird I got wings on me
I’m pushing agendas
Spreading words how they speak bout me
They pushing agendas
No, I ain’t doing no feat for free
I’m pushing agendas
Brown bird baby, come lean on me
What’s on the Agenda?
Tsk
Push, push
Push, push, push
Push, push
Push, Push (Yeah!)
Push, push
Push, push, push
Push, push (Save!)
I don’t follow crowds, bitch I am the crowd (AGENDA)
This the second time I’ve made my momma proud (PLACENTA)
Bitch, you know my body
Yeah, you know my style! (Bitch!)
Bitch, you know my body
Yeah, you know my— (AGENDA!)
Presidential, it’s a match!
Residential, where you at?
Pressed the issue, it’s a wrap!
The present (pressing) issue isn’t rap (Wrapped)!
Yo’ new shit, we turned to a pack!
Pack em out, then made us a pact
Ran through cliques & ran up a lap
Then She made reservations for my lap
Truthfully
I want Gouda cheese
You got food to eat (Bitch)
There’s A lot on my plate like charcuterie (Bitch)
The shit that you haul (U-haul) is not moving me
I say don’t get involved this a moving screen
Okay, I want it all, I influence greed
If she pick up my call I lose tooth in cheek
When they root for me—
Push
Push
Push
You see what they do for me
Red bird I got wings on me
I’m pushing agendas
Spreading words how they speak bout me
They pushing agendas
No, I ain’t doing no feat for free
I’m pushing agendas
Brown bird baby, come lean on me
What’s on the Agenda?
Yeah, Nigga!
Fuck what y’all talking ‘bout!
The Agenda
AGENDA
—
G
E
N
D
A
AGENDA
Don’t you push on me! Push my agenda, baby!
Don’t you push on me! Push my agenda, baby!
Don’t you push on me! Push my agenda, baby!
Don’t you push on me! (Yeah!)
Girl that ass so big, can I commemorate it?
Won’t you pop that shit? Won’t you participate?
Baby you so lit, you got precipitation!
Let me in yo’ nest & you’ll be Mrs. Wages!
Say what I mean, dawg I meant what I said
Keep a Kahr when I sleep, I can’t rest in my bed
Can’t decline on my merit
I’ve got acres to inherit
I can see through his spirit
Buddy a bum!
Buddy is weird!
Why is you pulling a knife when I pulled ya card?
That Nigga a ho’ for real
I’m writing my life, this ain’t no facade
I’m set in my goals for real (SAVE!)
I’m going cloverfield
You know the drill
The blood on my clothes is real
My bros is real
My STROS is real
The hoes is real
The flows is real
CHARLIE! I’m going on 10, but let me get 5
And watch what I do with the shine (Bitch!)
Who you comparing to him?
Just gimme a pen
And watch how I eat em alive
CHARLIE! The jury is in
He’s really the bench
You really can argue wit God
CHARLIE! I’m dribbling gems
You step in my gym?
I prolly can step on a giant
Keep a blick in my flares, huh?
No, this not a flare gun
He won’t shoot a fair one?
I might have to —-
I’m the shit loved one
I can’t miss loved one
Look at my wings!
Look at my strings!
Gimme a kiss, loved one!
Peace, please!
I’m ODEE!
I can’t freeze babe!
You know I’m I-T!
We don’t beef, we say cheesesteak!
FM/AMG — GLE!
LEMME GET SPEED! AYE!
After she get beat, maybe she can win a sweepstake!
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