Casamigos Interlude

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Niccolo Rarri

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I smoked backwoods with niggahs that tried to back door me
Credit my demons cus they been writing my raps for me
Told God I'm coming for every blessing you have for me
No weapon formed against me shall prosper and that's your last warning
When I got shot I woke up cuffed to a hospital bed
Wouldn't release me til I sat and I talked with feds
The lead detective told me Ryan died from two shots to the head
It's hard for me to live and just accept that my partner is dead
And nowadays I'm burning sage for I walk in the house
I had to stand in rain from the darkest of cloud
I had to learn to navigate through the largest of crowds
My crown of thorns came with a cross and a larger account
Alhamdulillah I give all praises to god
Without him and my mother's prayers I wouldn't have made it this far
I thought mixing different prescriptions could numb the pain in my heart
Somehow the truth came to light and I remained in the dark
Light a candle and channel all my pain into art
Wrote some music for Bryson Tiller spent six weeks on the charts
Told the label I need the whole thing f*ck the pieces and parts
You riding waves I am the wave I never needed an ark
I used rock a Fubu jersey made of polyester
Now it's Hermes sweaters Gucci loafers black Italian leather
I told Briana to be honest you can get whatever
Because she held me down when I ain't have my shit together
1942 shots been clouding my judgment
I'm trading stocks I pray to god that the market don't plummet
When I think I about my past I get sick to stomach
I got some flaws but all in all I still kept it one hundred
Who can I run too
When I've become the person that everybody can run too
I can fill a stadium with all the women I run through
Survived the deadliest jungles
I'm up like a quarter million it's hard for me to be humble
From over east on Sherman street my story certified
The type of pain I feel inside is hard to verbalize
My mama talk me how to walk I had to learn to fly
Keeping my foot on niggahs necks till it's my turn to die
Post traumatic street's disorder I been having visions
Dealing with karma as result of making bad decisions
I've been trying to see the good in all bad intentions
My memory is filled with pain from things I had to witness
Burning bridges it's okay I never planned to cross'em
They threw dirt on my name and acted shocked when I blossomed
Turned down a deal told the exects I'm exploring my options
Period Pooh like the dude that be with Christopher Robin
I dropped out of college the streets was calling me
I'm in charge of the solid soldiers that follow me
My woman finally accepted she can't have all me
The devil was once an angel that thought alone really bothers me
Promise me that you'll stick right by my side until the bitter end
I would repent for my sins but I'm just gone sin again
All I need is couple beats and a fifth of hen
My name is etched stone and these other niggahs just penciled in
Monthly deposits to my mother's retirement fund
Based on all my investments safe to say I'm retiring young
Send the label an invoice then I wait for the wire to come
When the curtains close I hope they admire my run
My brother and sisters doubted me
Crazy none of my siblings have called to tell me they proud of me
Crazy how my depression almost made me jump off my balcony
Crazy how I would look out for people who ain't look out for me
Every therapy session my demons sit on the couch with me
But what's the point of going if they still come back to the house with me
I burned all of my bridges there's no left who can vouch for me
Constantly giving handouts to hands that never reach out to me

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