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I can feel it in my toes
I can feel it in my bones
I can feel it in my soul
Hear the world sayin "So what ?"
Make a nigga want to po' up
But my granddaddy was an alcoholic and it killed my mother 
So I told myself I would roll up
Vice grippin like a choker
Life told me Game Over
You're not solider, boy
Like your Granddaddy was
Servant like a caddy does
I've always been bad at love
I'd rather do some ratchet stuff
Now a slight change in the mindset
I'd rather have some time spent
Saved up and got me a Diam, yes
She so priceless, not the nicest
Knife will slide in
Now ya eyes wide and
My shawty smilin
We so ratchet together
Chop yo ass down swing the hatchet together
Watch how you speakin too bad you're not clever
We don't live in the same world, we don't have the same weather
They want what I have
But I won't give it back
It's not applause when I clap
The choppa go "Blagagagack"
Oh you thought this was sweet
Well I'll give you facts
It's not applause when I clap

I'm still on a journey, like my second album
Stuck in the middle so I'm feelin like Malcolm
On the one hand feel like LeBron with the talcum
On the other hand I'm not sure about the outcome
Lookin in the mirror and you know I cannot doubt son
Sweatin through my clothes, looked like somebody doused him
I got to get out, COVID-19 couldn't house him
But ya not ready for me, Holly Holmes and you Rousey
The light at the finish line I can see it
The one that they said wouldn't make it, made it, I can be him
Believin in myself as long as I am breathin
Believin in myself that i can stop the bleedin
Believin in myself, who else can I believe in
God got my back so I'll be alright
I do what I got to, I'll be up all night
Pour my heart and soul out, just for you to tell me that I'm kind of nice

I'm tryna have Madonna hype
Know a couple chicks that descended down from Vanna White
Life's fast, take time to smell the roses, Bama life
Listen to my old shit, pat myself on the back, damn I'm nice
By candlelight, I handle mine
Dim the light, like it's show time
I'll dim ya lights cause it's yo time
I been this nice, I spit dope rhymes
But now I got to get the business side to this shit
I want to perform 'til the sun rise, it's lit
Look, if I can move this music
Like I moved a few bricks
Down the highway cruisin
Spittin freestyles in my homie ear
That he ain't probably even wanna hear
But I had the aux cord, cause I had the steer
He told me "Go off, boy !", I'm smilin ear to ear
That's my nigga, I appreciate the cheer
King my nigga, he a Day one
Urk been my nigga since before the days begun
Kue Dot my main nigga, you don't want to mess with blood
When a nigga fall down, these niggas pick me up
Been through the sticky stuff
On a ride like "Giddy up !"
I don't need you to big me up
My bank accounts not big enough
So I got to keep grindin
Momma told me stop whinin
The solutions there I got to find it
If ya see me talkin to myself I ask you not to mind it
I'm just tellin myself it's almost my time and
Practice patience so I can have great timin
If you want to be great gotta put the time in
I'm almost there, I can feel it inside me
I'm almost there

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