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Rashid Zahir Whitfield
Rashid Zahir Whitfield
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Iso Don't worry bout nothing they gone try to stop you They scared you might turn to a beast I hate that its true but some people who close That be trying to support you the least Everyday Eid when it come to the music was hungry Now I'm bout to feast I'm praying I'm grinding cant settle for less with my passion I'm cooking up heat Don't worry bout nothing they gone try to stop you They scared you might turn to a beast I hate that its true but some people who close That be trying to support you the least Everyday Eid when it come to the music was hungry Now I'm bout to feast I'm praying I'm grinding cant settle for less with my passion I'm cooking up heat And it's all a blessing I roll up no stressing cause that really make me go hard Used to be hooping with savages getting my game up off West Blvd I need a house with a gate on the lake and a pool in the back of the yard Never forget when I fell off my bike but I got right back up left me scarred Don't tell my problems if we having convos I let it all out in the booth Moving too slow I can't think about negative shit I'm just telling the truth One day they gone see my name on the grammies I'm really gone turn to a star I hit my plug and he bless with exotic he serve me my gas with a jar I got some customs from Surg Niggas ain't dripping like me Breaking through I'm on the verge All of my haters gone see Pull up to Lenox and splurge When we get off quarantine Shawty she really got nerve I put it all in her spleen Don't worry bout nothing they gone try to stop you They scared you might turn to a beast I hate that its true but some people who close That be trying to support you the least Everyday Eid when it come to the music was hungry Now I'm bout to feast I'm praying I'm grinding cant settle for less with my passion I'm cooking up heat Don't worry bout nothing they gone try to stop you They scared you might turn to a beast I hate that its true but some people who close That be trying to support you the least Everyday Eid when it come to the music was hungry Now I'm bout to feast I'm praying I'm grinding cant settle for less with my passion I'm cooking up heat
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