360 DEGREE PALM STRETCH

I Get A Weird Question All The Time

Which Is

What Do I Do With My Hands?

Wake Up, Gotta Get It

To The Money Fast

Yeah, It's Lights Out

Fuck A Morning Breath

Yeah My Girl Just Hit Me With That Morning Text

If She Right Here, We Gon Have Some Morning S-

And She Cute As Hell, Bet She'd Blow Up Only Fans

I'll Be There For It (Yeah)

Yeah She Tight, She A Freak

She Just Made For It

And She Work That Shit Like We On May 1St

I Sign The Papers

Bitch I'm The Pacer

I'm Bout Drown That Shit Like Gordon Hayward

I Need A Favor

How About Two Or Three

Ain't Nothing Of What You Doing That Be New To Me

And It's Just Cool To See

That's My Courtesy

When I'm Gone Better Write That On My Eulogy (Write That Shit)

Tell Young Zen

Won't You Let It Take Way Back To '99

Trust Your Gut Kiddo

Be Yourself

And You Know You'll Be Fine

(Let's Go)

(Yeah)

Remember When I'd Be Up At The Crib

I'm Having Dreams To Be The Next Out

City Showing Love To Me

I'm Trying To Make My Dad Proud

All I Do Is Make These Songs Til' I Pass Out (Pass Out)

So Imma Make These Songs Til' I Pass Out

I Don't Know Man (Woo)

Let Me Talk, Let Me Breath For A Moment (Let Me Talk)

How You So Insecure, You A Grown Man

Stand Beside Your Work, You Better Own It

You Bet I Own It

I Tell'em No Chance

Tell'em Ain't A Single Way You Can Control Me

I'm Tryna Look For That Spark, That Emotion

That Shit That Brought The Ipad Out The Clothing

To The Front Porch

To The Capital

(Woo, Woo, Woo, Woo, Yeah, Yeah)

Whatever You Tryna Do

Just Make Sure To Look At Your Hands First

Go