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compare to the notes and love letter boxes
Yeah, and I know she will miss me singing my heart out in the car rides
When her new guy keeps his mouth shut

a lot on my mind I being going crazy
Im a different breed
Double the work so I do not speak
One of a kind so I don't get weak
Work on the low they call me

Pray the four five don't ring off
Another four or five don't seem long
A ton of low eyes tears gleam off
Another Man down, don't sing songs
You can

friends that got they own seat
How you tryna stomp and stroll on my peak
What's for him might not be for me Yellow brick road, his shit looks like pee
Can't

Now as we enter the place 
Mek we split up den c if we fit 2 dey trace 
The guy wey e cutlass almost slice yor face 
Wan mek e cry till his ghost

Only way to take a loss
Is if you stop
And if you alone
Walk in that party by yourself yeah
You gotta smile when you take a loss
What I'm saying is to do

you somethin
When Mo rap he go trap
So its the same rhyme on a different map
I want my soul back
You try to go for that?
I was at my low
You grabbed

out here hustling to get to the dough
I watched Boogin level up his craft on the low
My brother 'til it's over shit you already know
I remember back

I started off by dropping sum I knew generational
They hide they cards but all I do is play I don't wait to fold
I saw a set of grills that fit my

Their sea legs are lost to the power of the draught
Turn this ship about men we have to make for land
Supplies are low we have to go replenish what we can

I'm special, a son made by love that wants to give all his love, she said I shouldn't be afraid of the future holds because:  "Emanuel" God is with us.

backdoor his ass, then I'ma play it off
You know we get it how we live, you gotta play it raw
I could give a fuck if you family, I don't play at all
Baby

He want the smoke he got tech cause' I fucked his lil bitch on the deck of the ship
He gonna have to wait for that unless he get a plane and he take

no drama, boy I plan to lay low 
Long as this day goes by, and my people's they not Wylin
My XR it stay on silent 
Imma keep it rock, rocking 
Aw man

his cup of Goose 
through the phone I could hear what they were bumping to 
I went and made a pit stop
parked at the Quick Stop
already had a fifth but

of all
Time
I did it all by design
I put it all on the line
I'm dealing with it
I'm fine
I heard it gets better with the time
I heard it gets better with

at the massage, happy end by the masseuse
Happiness doesn't last long, been catching up the blues
Blue uniforms made his low eyes turn wide
Roll the window down say

crazy cuz we use to kick it
Niggas cap on the low, and I promise he get admitted
He ain't no cappin no more, caught em lacking now he a spirit
They just

Yeah, this the 1995 flow
Young stunna eyes low when we drive slow
This is everything I see with my eyes closed
So fresh and so clean when you see my

it's like
To feel so low of yourself
Some days you pretend to be someone else
Picture never getting out of bed
Asleep forever matter a fact dead
Did you

VVS
They just the b-a-c-k-u-p-s
A-c-t-i-v-i-t-y?
Radar going off and I see why
Wrist hypothermic, it's i-c-y
The bar went too low so gimmicks is gettin'

it's just what I'm made of
Yet I eliminate the piggies that stand up for the gov
It's what I believe by dinner, that's who I'm praying to
Can't

popping slugs, stomping haters like drugs
I wonder, is there a heaven for a plug?
Drinking spirits, possessed by a thug 
Short fuse cause 2pac is my muse

I been trying for a long time but niggas know I'm here now
That nigga peso on his grind that nigga bound to win now
All these bitches on my dick