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(Chorus)
10 sends, 50 sends, 100 sends -
fuck it, man; let’s just not even discuss it, man -
OMG…niggas sleep up in quarantine,
let ‘em sleep…I ain’t tripping - let ‘em rest in peace,

I can tell you how it happened…
tell you bout us stealing palettes for our firewood in Alabama
I can tell you not a rapper,
cause when somebody mentions freestyling, I’m the only one that’s rapping,
who you with? Who’s your team? Nigga,
I ain’t even start climbing till I turned 19,
new girl loving how we got it made…
my ex asked me where I’m moving, I say “on to harder grades,” bitch

(Chorus)
10 sends, 50 sends, Horse Pens,
fuck it, man; let’s just not even discuss it, man -
OMG…niggas sleep - I ain’t tripping, I’ma
let them sleep, let them work on they V3’s

I’m the type to go to SoILL with Noah and Ani,
go again next weekend with the Sipahimalanis,
check the weather in two weeks, and I’m hoping it’s colder,
LRC, then pay a visit to Hospital Boulders,
climbing buddies from DC trying to go to Chicago,
in the summer, visit Kelsie up in Colorado,
I got boxes of free Dragos cause I’m representing Scarpa,
“how much they go for retail?” How the fuck should I know? Man,
I told my project I’d be gone till November, then November came,
then I came back strong, ready for V8,
V6 God, y’all can keep the drugs, homey - I’m okay,
6 God, sharing Friction Labs, keeping all my tape,
they got me feeling like the one again,
they got me feeling like the one again,
shout goes out to Fed-Ex - sending everything,
I need a signature to confirm I did the line pure

(Chorus) (x2)
10 sends, 50 sends, 100 sends -
fuck it, man; let’s just not even discuss it, man -
OMG…quarantine - I ain’t tripping, I ain’t
finna sleep…I’ma work on my PT, nigga

I been in the crib with the phone off,
I been in the house taking no calls,
I done hit a stride, got my shit going,
PT training with the wrist motion, man
hang boards, I don’t know what time it is,
I’m still trying to do a 9 this year,
I could never, ever let the streets down,
haven’t left the house for like a week now, man…

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from If You Didn't Send It's Too Late, released April 14, 2020
This song contains music, lyrics, and elements from "10 Bands" by Drake.

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