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this spot it won’t be a vacay
I don’t want to be the enemy today
I feel ignored so by faith
I can feel my happiness rot away
If Ian have kids I wouldn’t

a kid with a cold
I let it run
Yuh
I'm selfish as fuck
Always gotta one up
I thought you knew
Who knew I knew
Who knew I knew
Who knew I knew
Who knew I

and writing all by myself
Mentally blocked out the world and lost a part of my youth and now I'm all grown up
I'm struggling with all this nothing
Paranoid with

slip
On my way up, you gotta watch this
Picture me pictured with all of the Smith's
You know I got this shit now
She wanna lock the kid down
Pussy like

wont dream it I Martin Luther King it
Reality is so much more than it seems
Higher than kids on a swing
The will is poisoned by cream
I feel I'm caught

I'm far away, I've been breaking
Breaking hearts and breaking bones
Breaking all that I'm hating
What if I fuck this whole shit up
A new day will be

I had heard these stories since I was a kid
About this certain kind of place
Where you never paid for anything you did
Until it showed up on your

them away
We don't have much time
We'll make up a game
Just come out and play
I don’t care if we fight
It will be alright
I just miss your face
All my

to find a way to stay away from all these devils
I’ve been trying to say some prayers that’ll help me make it up to heaven
I’ve been riding around with

like there's a million a million mes

More sides to me than a dodecahedron
But I'm not two faced just caught up in big dreaming
No gleaming beamers but

our kids
Strive to tear the top off that pyramid
A struggle to point my mind away from that siren song's allure
The promise of something more when I

Roll up to the scene, I know I’m looking mean
Diamond on my wrists ears I watch you watch it gleam
Oh no rather obscene, the way you eyeing me
Your

bundles
Know a fiend that'll do ya
But I stay away from negative niggaz
And situations
I waited for my time
Now it's time for me to take it
Big head run

at the house
With the real kin
Free my niggas
Locked up in the pen
Each mistake
Shaped me as man
Deep breaths
Knowing that it’s gods plans
Solid ground
As I walk

dreaming in my arms
Black cat cozied up
Farm life is charmed

In the morning I'm sippin' fresh-pressed juice
I grind espresso with my troop
We shoot the shit

The beat guides my heart like it's breaking my ribs
I feel open and free, like a kid
Serotonin is flushed through my veins
Then I look your direction

mother, only 'bout youth

Giving everyone he sees some really mean looks
Does he care at all? No! Does he think of all he took?
Tripped up by the sidewalk

baccy in spleef
Used to smoke weed now I find it cheap
Straight Pal Mal, or Amber Leaf in my baccy sheet
Only harsh baccy roll ups in my baccy spleef
I’m

a fiend for that bag yea
I need it bad yeah ayy, ayy, ayy
All these drugs don't take the pain away
They ain’t thuggin’ like I’m thuggin’
Man it ain’t no way

home from the island
Plane tickets  ain't cheap but I Didn't have to by em 

I can break bread for my Gentleman 
I used to be broke but I don't Want

I could care less about what people got to say 
Still that fuzzy feeling in my head won't go away 
Try to shake it off like it's a phase
Cause i'm

a house up in the burbs
Where our kids can maybe learn
Then go to church and spread the Word
Away from gangs and slinging birds
Now a dago my age in

Growing up in life man I was treated badly
Going through life at the time like I ain't alive
Everything that came to view I just duck and dive
Tried

crash through the ceiling,
cast the net wide to get more fish for the feeding,
got a small army and we down for some feasting,
raise these kids up