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gotta fight
Its hard, I know
Im trapped, you dont
Realize im stuck
But I love you though
Me you, were close
Know more, than most
You wink at me
With both

frequency umm that can be caused by finances
Lost a love one
Or just not feeling good enough
In here to help
I’m here to say hello.
They say depression is

the hood
So I guess I gotta go all in on these motherfuckers
I want a whole lot of money to move all my family and add a lil black to the hills
I got a whole

run it man with no gun in hand "Mr. Up To Trouble" like you understand
Me and depression are becoming friends
Im a clever kid
But I'm feeling clueless

any season
Think I got that trait from my black momma doing everything and
Know she must provide she fill her wallet up by any means
Think she ain’t

The Long Way Home

Derrick Morgan

The Long Way Home

2015

life
I don't know, on my life

Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap

decision leaving me mystified
Solidified by the SAGE group so misty eyed
All the theory's put to bed it's time to pick a fight

L - L - Lockdown
Lock Lock

Black hair falls across his face
The kind that makes my little punk heart ache
He's so lost in all the guitar strings
That no one else here means

on the play now I'm feeling good
AMG in the front that's priceless
Ambients inside so vibrant
2 years ima live life the flyest
Penthouse in the sky gotta buzz

What the fuck do I look like 
Being a slave to slave 
Mane the  definition of support
Done changed these days
AND DID's my black album 
Then I back out

ready
For some divine ascension
I'm living proof you ain't gotta
Listen to rigid rules
Made by the system whose only
Goal is to finish you
Chasing for

spirit 
Like the 80 proof bottle while you sip it 

Drifting thru the stars like the moon outside the atmosphere
I go by chief, that nigga Caleb

(Brr)
You gotta hear the whole song before you make an impression
And I could talk about my feelings and you'd finally listen
Because you can't tell my

and walk them like a dog
Kick flipping over bitches feeling like I'm Tony Hawk
I had to give these hoes they sound I had to teach them how to walk
How you

reason
Spiral tempo like decaying down a full abyss
Inspired by the feeling of the full-a-bliss

Sirens in the back
Desire on the track
Album from the core

bottles with the black top
Balling on these niggas since the blacktop
Blacking out listening to The Black Album
Thinking I'm more Jay Z than Pharrell
Tell

bimmers, black tar that top tier
Rappers dyin' day to day like kids jumping off the pier
I said lemme slide for a feature, he said say less
Peeped the album

genocide
Still haven't even reached my prime
By design, I improve with time
Till the sun goes black
And the end is nigh
The sun goes black
And the end is

've seen?
Feel like fuck my dreams
All a nigga see is pitch black
When I sleep at night
Hoping that I never gotta
Wake up again hoping
I can reset and not

damn I miss the feeling
Pull up do a show in your city hell yea we break the building
My world consisting of empty pockets and false prophets
They all

feelings if a bitch got cooties
Gotta have that, hashtag please send nudies
Supernatural suicidal sex on shroomies
Two double dipped off duty
Fake friends

mind, Jasmine had Irv Gotti, bumping my last album
Hailey told me Matt from The Internet was feeling Love Rodeo
At peace with myself knowing, we ain't

of splendor
But I gave her cane raw
Sipping my coffee Black as Marc Garvey
The boulevard of Empire where it all started
Cruising up Nostrand
Pedal to the ocean

I smoke citrus mist know what history is
Some distant kids surrounded by risky shit
I smoke a spliff that's big
Then I'm feeling on
Top of the world