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Stay away from the chit chat
Say you with the big racks
I ain't seen a dollar comin
Through you must've spit that
Hit em take my shit back
Only make a diss track
I ain't tryina beef
Cuz I be neutral when I mix that
Damn it's so decieving
Niggas tryina be me
Pussy keep on talkin
Knowin that you never see me
Hit em like its 3D
Data like its 3G
Burn him like a CD
Put him on the TV
I ain't seen the daylight
Dutchies rollin up tight
Pop him in the moonlight
Say you with the full hype
Play it and I just might
Kill em in the spotlight
Put me in the limelight
I'm runnin outta my mind
Steady throw your shit gone
I ain't here to stay long
Singin like a swan song
Inchin cross the tightrope
Do it and I might go
See it and I might show
Do it till it's long gone
She ain't heard a damn sound
And it's hard for me
I ain't ever chasing clout
Ain't no part of me
Say you really figured out
All thats wrong with me
Look into my damn eyes
They got a song to sing
And it's hard to breath
It's hard to see
Blunt ash on my clothes
It's a part of me
Say you got it out the front
Threw it in the back
Coming out from my room
Just to clear the track
So I'm back, on my, shit
Little, bitch, watch your, lip
Got it back around 4 times till the ceiling gone
F*ck around 2 times just to be alone
Move around real quick callin on my phone
Hit decline no reply grab the 44
Smokin gas pack stinkin like a Conoco
All my life made time for the gang tho
LNS my brother in the set
EBG come and play with the set
Shoot a clip goin straight through your neck
Ain't a gang we a family of vets
She bad but she only want the sex
Push away cuz in focused on the racks
Spend my money on my studio best
F*ck an AP watch on my wrist
I be smokin on your dead guys
Hit em with a 4 5
Nigga keep a pole tight
Down him like a bud light
F*ck all this fake love
F*ck all these shit songs
Iowa is plagued by the
Ones who wanna get grown
All these pussy ass rappers only do it
For the clout
All these pussy ass niggas
They ain't bein them selves
But I'm being myself
How does that shit help
Still slept on nigga
Know how that shit felt
Say you want me to grow
But you never gon show
Say you love my songs
Haven't listened once tho
And it's sad to see
Snakes surroundin me
And I the only young nigga
With a heart in me
Am I the only young nigga
With the voice to say
Am I the only young nigga
With a chance to make
I'm my number one fan
Cuz my friends are dead
They ain't really seem to care
All the pain I've bled
No one here to help
I'm all by myself
So I'm grinding my hardest
Just to make it out
Depression in my veins
Is motivating me
All these fucked up thoughts
Are somehow guiding me
I can somehow find
A little light to see
Around these dark thoughts
Building up inside of me
What's the point of this love
If you gon break away
I would rather have no one
Then a fake by me
And I shake slightly
Cold inside of me
I gotta fight to see
Some success at ease
Turn to crime to eat
Turn the slightest cheek
F*ck your belt f*ck your guns
Ain't the life for me
Ain't a fake flex nigga stackin money please
Exegesis livin up inside of me
Ain't no point to this life suicide at ease
Spark another fuckin blunt feel the fire in me
Down the riverbank
Where the snakes are made
Drown deep in the water
Karma seize the day
Ain't no chance to make
Ain't a chance to save
And they lockin me up
Just to say they did
Just to keep me here
Just to keep me clear
They don't want the truth
To get outta here
They don't want their lies
To slip out from my mouth
They don't want my money coming
Through the house
Try to keep me sane
And you gon figure out
Lost my head some time back
Ain't got much to grab
Bloody body on the pavement
Kick it out
Bloody back seat dirty
Imma beat em out
Dead cop in the trunk
Did it all myself
Spit hate on my track
Nothings good no more
No more soothing songs
No more pillow talk
No more fake ass feelings
Comin out my mouth
This is me right now
This is how I've felt
Haven't seen a damn smile
That I truley felt
Can't remember last time
I was proud of me
Can't remember when you
Took a part of me
Been so long ago
I can't feel my soul
But f*ck it man
Imma get this bread alone
See me at the top
Imma stand and laugh
EBG LNS
F*ck up all your plans

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