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If I Fail Are We Still Cool?

by Patrick Paige II

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1.
Niggas trippin’ off hard lines I’m trying not to spit the wrong line Pray I never have to draw mines Cause these niggas love to cross lines Get the picture when I draw mines? Probably got it all times Cross my t’s and dot i’s If I throw hands I might dot eye’s Cook up with these raw lines Leave a body where’s the chalk lines I love this rap shit like it’s all mines Kill this shit like it’s all crime I’m good at writing like it is not hard I’m from midtown niggas got heart Claim a set you don’t bang that is not smart Transform like the allspark Turn the volume up on my microphone Better pay attention when my mic is on Y’all niggas don’t even really hear me man It’s like nobody’s home but the lights is on Spit so hard I might go numb Dreads swang so I might go dumb Sweats and hoodie might go bum But I never ask lemme hol sum’n Mind my business and elevate Share my pain and I educate I ain’t never ever been called a snake I’m smarter now and don’t fall for bait Full throttle go all the way until probably until I burn all the breaks Write it down do it all it takes
2.
Smoking while I drive picked up some new habits, Save the money ain’t been touring time to flip the checks like acrobatics Life ain’t ‘bout what you deserve, take what you want you gotta have it, Feel the money so close Im obsessed like a bad habit Self confidence and doubt we kick at the same time I tell them niggas hold that thought I gotta focus game time I pray my lyrics reach the masses and my message saves lives, Uplift my niggas keep it cool, don’t get me fucked up same time I done rolled up in this bitch I’m bout to spark it with a bic, Now I’m high and feeling fly like magic carpet in this bitch Used to drive 95 big body parking in this bitch Busting missions ‘round the city yeah I started in that whip Get the picture with no flash you still gon see a nigga shinning Jesus gon and take the wheel we gon pull up with perfect timing I’ma motha fucking diamond dawg a nigga had it rough So I ain’t lying when I say a nigga built ford tough Fuck yo suggestions, I count my blessings, I do it big that ain’t no question, a nigga restless I need a bag with all the extras, make my investments inhale the smoke relieve the pressure, making moves like tetris I’m in 6th gear like fuck the traffic tryna ball like magic Can’t go back broke I told myself that when I barely had shit Hot box sessions in the whip that ain’t no vapor smoke My eyes is low that means I’m faded like a taper bro Look, Lately I been on some new shit My energy rising the mood switched But it’s still Icy T here to cool shit Look, it’s just a minor switch in the pool temp My soul different so I glow different Can’t bite that gift Coded riddles decode the mental Rewind that bit Manifesting my life in real time hindsight is 20/20 you can’t convince me what a blindsight is
3.
Don’t be face timing my phone ain’t got time for that Lately I been in my zone a nigga got ryhmes for that Money, power, success a nigga on the grind for that Phone probably on silent ain’t got time for chats broke as a joke ain’t funny nigga Church sold me hope I was bummy nigga Older smarter ain’t a dummy nigga Crushing beats till they crummy nigga In my way you better fucking not Cause if you in my way you’s a fucking opp And if you cappin’ nigga then we on yo head and you outta time cause we ran the clock Vapor Max with fresh socks and sweats on I’m a boss nigga Pockets used to be wiz khalifa now I need em on rick ross nigga Whole life took loses nigga, Now I’m setting up these offers nigga Chicken wings got extra sauce, but I been had that sauce nigga I believe in God but don’t cross a nigga Right there you done lost a nigga Trust me you don’t wanna lose a nigga Cause you gon’ be the only loser nigga Bitches bad wanna chose a nigga Don’t trust these hoes wanna use a nigga Stay out the way and I stack my bread I got time to sleep when I’m dead I make big plays, boss moves money on the line, all the time I just gotta shine out here on the grind, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way I make big plays, boss moves money on the line, all the time I just gotta shine out here on the grind, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way Look, off the dribble been the man I just had to say it South Central state of mind watch me how I play it From the slums we caught fades with the best of em’ They hated on us now we ballin’ with the rest of em’ For every day my mama struggled I’ma flex on em’ I just do it bossed up and cash cash checks on em’ Looking back nigga we came up in a major way My daughter 4 now I’m out here tryna make a way I make the plays I call the shots they say I paved the way, LA on my fitted westside where the Lakers play, I get respect when I step big boss status, bank account going platinum million off trappin’ I buss down my neck and wrist I just love to shine, on Western in that foreign top back in the summer time This for the ladies working hard doing over time, this for the homies locked down facing 5 to 9 I make big plays, boss moves money on the line, all the time I just gotta shine out here on the grind, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way I make big plays, boss moves money on the line, all the time I just gotta shine out here on the grind, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way
4.
Curfew 02:26
A lot on my plate, I tried to count my blessings instead I just count mistakes Weight on my shoulders feeling like I squat 100 plates Step on the gas, I get impatient but it ain’t no breaks, but ain’t no sweat on face Think of my future often, like what I have to show for life before I’m in the coffin Hitting my trees, put me at ease aside from the violent coughing Sit in my car and I twist up release the thoughts that’s toxic, driver’s seat is my office Hand me a mirror I’ll show you my greatest threat, Hand me a bottle I’ll spill you my greatest regrets, yeah Hand me a mic I’ll spit you a page from my journal, I pray that message is clear and it goes on eternal Strict on myself I gotta keep a curfew Try to remember patience is a virtue Fuck with myself so you don’t even have to, and nigga I ain’t ask you People come and people go it’s nothing personal You can’t always run the show just play your role and go I keep a steady aim right on the dot and let it go, and thats fasho fasho I used run and hide, I took at look at life and smiled try to look alive If my head is down it’s cause I’m counting not because I’m crying Living to die this life is short but shit at least I’m trying Failure is terrifying Hand me a mirror I’ll show you my greatest threat, Hand me a bottle I’ll spill you my greatest regrets, yeah Hand me a mic I’ll spit you a page from my journal, I pray that message is clear and it goes on eternal Strict on myself I gotta keep a curfew Try to remember patience is a virtue Fuck with myself so you don’t even have to, and nigga I ain’t ask you Strict on myself I gotta keep a curfew Try to remember patience is a virtue Fuck with myself so you don’t even have to, and nigga I ain’t ask you
5.
Niggas try to test I’m passing flying colors bitch, Fuck a blue check send a check with plenty numbers bitch, Overthinking scorpio insomniac nigga, All around the world that’s where I’m probably at nigga, I been in my bag since I let go of baggage Been had all the bars my service never lacking Said it then I meant it I am not retracting Don’t make me go volcano bro I am reacting, I got more bounce to the ounce than a fucking rabbit Flow so sick foam at the mouth I’m fucking rabid Keep em guessing scratch they heads like vinyl in this bitch I been working out hard like it’s taeboe in this bitch It’s survival in this bitch, I’ll be my fittest in this bitch Man I’m killing shit and I ain’t leave no witness in this bitch I’ma put this shit gear, I’ma take off at the light I’ma gon’ and shake shit up, like it’s turbulence in flight 250 on the runway (on the runway) touch down landed in another state (another state), TSA on a Monday (it’s a Monday) 250 on the runway (on the runway) touch down woke up in another state (another state) TSA on a Monday (it’s a Monday)
6.
40,000 Feet 02:50
Couldn’t understand this lifestyle from outta town I’m blued up I never gang banged I’m just Dodgered down I done seen a lot and still don’t got a natural frown Thick dreads up on my head thats like my natural crown I stay organic with my words I got a natural sound I only speak on what I know I don’t go outta bounds I never say it ‘less I mean it like some other clowns I’m knee deep and if the water rise I still won’t drown I heard if you can’t buy it twice you really can’t afford it I got enough to buy some new ice that’s just not important I guarantee you couldn’t walk a mile in my Jordans I’m high as eagle feathers fly above the storm I’m soaring I think a lot that’s why I day dream and my mind be racing The Marathon it’s not a sprint that’s why I’m steady pacing I’m only focused on my well being and bags I’m chasing Everything else gotta come second, I can’t miss my blessings The skating rink help me unwind and calm all of my troubles Back in the day in I ran to henny and I start with doubles Fruits of my labor still ain’t all the way sweet, With time they ripen on the tree it’s gone be time to eat Matter fact I shake that bitch until they fall off, I harvest everything I earn and then I haul off Take what I got and I flip half and reinvest the rest A small portion of what I earn to show off on my neck Cause I know this gotta count for something, Just keep doing what you bro and keep em coming I’m at 40,000 feet, still no sleep till London Cause I know this gotta count for something, Just keep doing what you bro and keep em coming I’m at 40,000 feet, still no sleep till London
7.
Accountable 02:57
New Year new me, new shit got gas in this bitch, Double Entendres Im matching and shit, Nah I ain’t matching or passing my shit on the top floor suite where I’m ashing this shit, If you ain’t on shit, don’t ask me for shit, stay in my lane no crashing and shit, Back in this bitch like a new nigga, Doing my shit counting new figures, pull a few triggers, making moves nigga, I had to get it regardless of circumstance, ain’t no free passes, or no cheat passes, I’ma keep passing, can’t hold me backwards, Yeah yeah I’ma keep stacking, ain’t no to brag, cause you see whats happening, Come through diamonds shinning n shit, Looking all high and sublime in this bitch, Twenty Fine and I’m like fine wine in this bitch, S Class drive new ride in this bitch, Aircraft couldn’t never be fly as the kid, Not flexing on niggas just letting y’all know, Up is the only direction I go with the flow till I’m up it’s inevitable I been accountable all of this counting up whoa whoa, I call in sick before I call it quits whoa whoa, Keep on collecting and stacking these funds yeah yeah, Bag full of cash and it weight in ton yeah yeah I been accountable all of this counting up whoa whoa, I call in sick before I call it quits whoa whoa, Keep on collecting and stacking these funds yeah yeah, Bag full of cash and it weight in ton yeah yeah I am not checking for nothing that don’t got to do with success, get it correct Plot with the team now we living the dream, and we living the best, what you expect, Niggas is getting to it dawg, really do it dawg, Do what I say and I say what I mean, All of that goes for the rest of the team, I buy Telfar a Designer thats black, so I don’t mind just spending and blowing a bag, Don’t condone driving and blowing on gas, but I multi-task I’m going up fast, 6 figures regular now we need seven, Believe and it and claim it it’s raining from heaven, Sho’ feel good when a nigga ain’t broke walking ‘round 10 bands in the Telfar tote I been accountable all of this counting up whoa whoa, I call in sick before I call it quits whoa whoa, Keep on collecting and stacking these funds yeah yeah, Bag full of cash and it weight in ton yeah yeah I been accountable all of this counting up whoa whoa, I call in sick before I call it quits whoa whoa, Keep on collecting and stacking these funds yeah yeah, Bag full of cash and it weight in ton yeah yeah
8.
I ain’t talking bout much just a little bit a of game Nigga need that bag give a fuck about fame Fresh then a bitch, gold the wrist, Nigga stuff a cone till the whole 8th fit Reserve my spot fuck the whole wait list Lame ass niggas walking ‘round tasteless I’m bout to go off they gon’ really hate this Real ass nigga I could never fake this I ain’t talkin bout much I just pulled up, in a old school truck white t new chucks, Made good green cause I got good luck, dollar to a dream now I sleep too much, I’ma be fire till I fall of, sick of IG had to log off I’m a whole vibe I’m a whole boss, made it big time had to roll on I ain’t talking bout much I been feeling like magic Hail mary passes we on y’all asses Merlot Glasses and big joints passing You ain’t my nigga no backstage passes Niggas make classics fire no ashes Day don’t start till the Louis belt fasten Chess not Chess man you niggas couldn’t fathom I need my to checks filled out just as handsome I ain’t talking bout much I don’t say shit, LA bred I don’t lane switch Big ass house with a big ass dog and a big ass porch that you can’t miss Same old friends and the same old foes same old squad that I came with New paint job on my main bitch, new chain on but it ain’t shit Ain’t talking bout just a G wagon, I spend a G like its chump change, Niggas don’t ever pay no attention, I keep an eye on all intensions I’m making salads I’m chopping lettuce I’m getting rich I make good investments I’m eating vegan I’m feeling better Your girl is choosing you need to get her Kush got me feeling so elevated, still meditating while I’m hella faded I been hella patient walking in tune trusting God to make arrangements
9.
New Love in the valley Gold and pearls on my baddie On the phone for the addy’ New ounce fresh out the baggie 1, 2, 3 to 4, you say so, we dip and go, Baby, seen her come and go I approach, now she coming home Baby girl, she want a episode no cameras on, let the moment take a hold Urge for the curves I’ma gon’ grab a hold Better for your nerves than the niggas that you know Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love Know she know she Want her Some Baby can you handle love? I know that you feel the rush Come on in and get you some Some of this good love Some of this good love I know what your here for Some of this good love Hey you Girl what it do People in the party But it’s just me an you Shaking that thang Baby we can always do What you want Girl it’s all up to you I know your girl over there Whispering in your ear (he ain’t shit) Prolly wanna piece, just make her disappear Now you walking with me Up to the front door Cause I know you Know you know you Want my love Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love New love in the valley Gold and pearls on my baddie, On the phone what’s the addy? New ounce fresh out the baggy, yeah. Got a little high up off this dope And I always need a little mo’ You see me over here grinning, It’s only the beginning Now I’m feeling like a nigga finna float You see I’m shook for ya, ya know why? You got me, baby... that’s on life And if I could get a minute highly doubt that you’d regret it opportunity is knocking at the door It’s time for a little wake and bake In yo face. (OH!) Whatchu gon say?
10.
Made a couple dollars but a nigga still ain’t rich, So miss me with that Hollywood shit Even a short sleeve I keep a couple tricks Im loyal to a Pro 5 bitch I’m a mid city nigga that’s a fact Cloverdale nigga that’s where I was raised at So shout out to my niggas from the block Rest in Peace C Nut that got me hot Rap ain’t seasonal, professional I’m seasoned hoe, I’m black so I’m seasoned hoe, cape diem seizing hoes Ain’t shit shaking but the leaves in the tree My chick bad and she leaving with me Spit so many verses almost had a heart attack Kill a nigga turn his ass into an artifact And nah I ain’t signed to no major but I’m down for the paper, I turn my whole neck into a glacier Got a lot of shit up on our plate Had to sacrifice before we ate Not where we could be but shit straight And now we eating good, good grace Got a lot of shit up on our plate Had to sacrifice before we ate Not where we could be but shit straight And now we eating good, good grace I’m in the stu cooking stu cause that’s what I do From the outside I would think I made it to But on the inside that could be debatable My OG still working but she making due Niggas got some bills due on the first of the month Like a rifle shit I’m always on the money hunt Grinding for survival and my woman like a honey bun Wanna see the Eiffel ‘fo my life is done, I’m hoping I’m the chosen one I’m laid up in a tent under the golden sun But shit I’m not the only one that’s trying to be an eagle put a whole in one Trying to be the Beatles but I’m only one Guess I’m ‘finna blow the gun Bang there it go put a whole in one, nigga finna blow like a bomb or something Got these niggas mad I’m my mama’s son Got a lot of shit up on our plate Had to sacrifice before we ate Not where we could be but shit straight And now we eating good, good grace Got a lot of shit up on our plate Had to sacrifice before we ate Not where we could be but shit straight And now we eating good, good grace
11.
So They Say 02:52
I don’t know if I’m doing this in vein But I swear that this shit be in my veins This shit starting to drive me insane I just want the money I don’t even need the fame What if the shit I’m making actually lame? And thats why I ain’t took off like a bullet train? What if I ain’t as good as I think I am? All this gold on my neck like who do I think I am? Complex wiring and circuitry gave me emotions, Connected to my brain from which that came all the notions, I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t fill my mind with doubt, I’d be a liar if I didn’t get my truth out, Now I done rapped my heart out and blew the booth out And I done rapped so hard I swear I spit a tooth out The hour glass ain’t giving me no time back Talk to my nana with her cigarettes and wine glass (and she said) Everything happens for a reason, so they say But honestly I don’t know what to believe in these days Seasons change, people change, Talked to my niggas and they told me don’t trip, Cause you’re the captain of your own ship My girl been going through it sometimes I feel helpless Brainstorm with my friends like damn, how can I help this? I just be wealthy, buy shit I couldn’t afford I still live within my means I drive a honda accord I take 87 gas, I’m not a regular nigga Support black business breaking bread with all my niggas I ain’t got stop ‘till I pile several figures Retire when I’m tired go figure Everything happens for a reason, so they say But honestly I don’t know what to believe in these days Seasons change, people change, Talked to my niggas and they told me don’t trip, Cause you’re the captain of your own ship Starring in the dark my thoughts haunting me all at night I done been so broke I done put my pockets in rice I don’t keep a stank face I try to keep it polite Speeding down that tunnel towards the light Everything happens for a reason, so they say But honestly I don’t know what to believe in these days Seasons change, people change, Talked to my niggas and they told me don’t trip, Cause you’re the captain of your own ship
12.
Who Am I 02:05
Who am I to judge, I pour salt on to the wound and to all the slugs, I push and shove I'd like to see some proceeds of the seeds I planted, for letter of irrelevance before I leave the planet I'd like to not leave too early, I'd like to have some children, instill good morals and valuable lessons in them I'd like to buy a house, I'd like to see everything manifest that comes out my mouth I'd like to see my people free and get the demons out, chips on our shoulder ain't no cheetos that I'm talking about, Can we just talk it out? If you ain't uplifting what are we talking about? If you ain’t with it you can walk it out Fuck is you talking ‘bout Sold souls in Lybia just for a few hundred, I wanna collect some guns, just a few dozen And just start head hunting, for all the evil in the world and just start head busting So many unanswered questions it got my head wondering, too many material things, it got my head lusting, I wanna stand for something I wanna do it for the kids who got kicked out of class, beating on tables with the pens, ain't have no drum pads, I wanna do it for the kids who never really banged, but still from the hood and would still like to see some change, I wanna do it for the black woman, cause I see God when I look upon them
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14.
Need a money bag or I’m on yo ass, Need my money fast make it do the dash I ain’t talking much I’m just moving past, I been hitting moves, like I do a dance I’ma move these hands and pursue these bands In a groovy band in some Ksubi pants Roll a doobie man, Lil Uzi dance Cool group of friends, I’m the coolest man I’m the flyest man when I’m highest man I don’t know yo ass then I’m quiet man Niggas talk to much just be quiet man, Mind your business dawg you should try it man, Feel like superman I ain’t stupid man, Chill nigga not a nuisance man I’ma cold nigga, flow stupid man I’ma pro nigga I do this man Rapping really ain’t new to me These days I don’t really do it for free Feeling like I ain’t got shit to lose Blowing kush keep it cool for me I don’t do too much or do the least Buy to own I don’t do the lease Fire’s on so I ain’t knew to heat And I ain’t never home if they do the sweep Ok bet ‘em up Niggas will talk ‘till the red in the Face ain’t no way they competitors they shoot they self up its like they were cheddar bob I don’t be talking in metaphors but I go Annikin with the force, Watch how I teleport I moved out the hood but it really don’t be feeling different boy I’m in different pockets niggas on the block It’s like they serge ibaka that can turn a toddler to a man Quicker than girls will line up at a Aubrey concert Off a early bottle nigga 30 models in a dirty Tahoe Jumping out the gym its like they Larry Johnson Knock it out the park a young nigga feel like he Barry bonds And all these niggas hating I’m a real legend, you twitter famous My new crib is really spacious, A new kid, who’s this can’t classify, miscellaneous Work so hard got bills I’m paying Hold me back can’t feel detained Flow so real they feel the pain 5’7 still big shit Fine wine taking big sips Merlot and that Cabrienet, I got a bag today Please don’t make me mad today, I ain’t in the mood so don’t aggravate Toured all states I’m in good hands Little engine niggas wish they could man, shit Want shit and I got shit, and I ain’t never planning stopping, I can’t fuck with niggas thats all talk ain’t never got shit poppin’ Touching M’s not impossible, acclimate the grind thats the concept, Take time to go take mine, I’ma touch water I’ma make wine, And I been said I’ma get shit, I’ma bogard I’ma hit shit, Foot in the door ain’t good enough, I’ma bust it down I’ma hit licks, Ain’t no over night or no quick shit, Built a foundation legit shit, If I got a problem I’ma fix it, I won cause I ain’t quit shit
15.
Boy I hit the gear l’m taking off the tires screeching I stay in the alpha mode these niggas sleeping I lead by example while these other niggas preaching, My heart’s on my sleeve so I ain’t trippin’ for no reason Got a morning flight so I ain’t get no sleep tonight I’ve been feeling overboard I just might leap tonight, I been feeling overwhelmed under a lot of pressure I’ma use-all 25 lighters on the dresser Used to blow the dro, inhale and breathe the smoke Roll a dutch a day a nigga used to burn em’ slow Nigga I’ma boss I been writing checks lately, Go and check the mail, a nigga need a check daily Nigga need 401k and some more shit I ain’t going back to being broke cause that’s some old shit I ain’t never switched on my niggas thats some hoe shit Golden rule is keep yo mouth shut if you don’t know shit, bitch I’m in the building And I’m feeling myself Got some money on me now And I’m feeling my wealth I been going through a lot Think your bitch might help Take this dress off of my mind, and get me right below the belt Talking to me like you crazy You must think I’m someone else Aye I done killed all of these niggas cause they do it to themselves Bitch I grab the lighter hit the dodi now I’m geeking Higher than high, we do it twice on the weekend Hating niggas looking we give ‘em just what they seeking, Hide behind your hands but when we pull up please no peeking They all hype So they get the buster treatment Give me some more ‘cause I deserve more achievements You looking at the best of a, it ain’t no secret Me giving a fuck ‘bout you? Can’t find a reason Woke up blessed to see another day I hope I find another way, to make a motha fuckin’ dollar I been really on the chicken chase Either I’ma fall on my face, or be a motha fuckin baller Whoa, I’m in the building
16.
Sun Up 01:51
Days gone by and I can tell that a nigga feeling jaded now, I can’t make the mistakes I made when I was faded now, Time goes by and I lose my mind and I hate it now I ain’t got time if you’re wasting mine and I’m anxious now Years fly by and the tears don’t dry and I’m waiting now Distant life I’ma distant guy yeah I’m patient now, Keep no ties with peoples lies, yeah I made that vow And I ain’t got time if you’re waisting mine yeah Do it from the sun down to the sun up Tried to hold my breath I lost it nigga gotta come up, Niggas try to tell me that I need to get my numbers up I just wanna count the paper till my fucking thumb is numb I just wanna be outside until the fucking summers done, Top back, all black skin with a blunt or something I just wanna take a leap of faith like a stunt or something I just want my memory erased from the suffering (I’m saying like)
17.
It goes, wake up, make the bed then pray for the day, These days I manifest with the sun rays, Charged up the crystals full moon is out today, Sage got burnt so the negative decayed, I wrote it all down I’m ‘bout to reap the benefits, Date-just jubilee sleek on the wrist, I just copped some new kicks the colors compliment the fit, Donuts in the whip the motion make the haters sick, I stepped off the plane the flyest one in the terminal, Attract what I want my way and I earn it to, Wised up with time I’m divine and still learning too, Candles with the Palo Santo still burning too, Time holds the key so I’m down for the mystery, Loud up in the car the shit smell like a dispensary, Lay a foundation to make my own history, I coast too cold speed bumps don’t get me I ride the wave in this thing called life I’m lit, I hope y’all get the same feeling from the rhymes that I spit, You can tell just by the way that I walk I’m aligned, I ain’t worried bout your’s dog I gotta get mine, All these likes and these comments don’t equate to a check, So before we talk some numbers nigga do it correct, Fuck these labels if they ain’t trying to ride for a nigga, I got God up on my side and he supply for a nigga, I ain’t afraid to take a leap of faith and bet on myself, Sign my niggas to my label spread the wealth myself, Ain’t nothing happen to me dog, it only happened for me, Sleeping on my nigga couch to world tour performing, I won’t forget days when I was in a dark place, Only space that we could find was a little section 8, Now we on the grind whole team got a plate, Looking like we gained weight cause the whole section ate

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