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My mind keeps running in circles
Is this what's for me?
But then again the Word kills
Every second thought when it's backed up by my conscience
them to the Gods laying high above
Project raised man y'all already know wassup
16 I was faced with a hard decision
God had a smarter vision for me
Get
Yeah I gotta stay high (high)
And whenever I'm around
I'm gonna hold it down
Till the death of me you get the best of me
By any means, yeah you know I'm
High post, plain coast with a bunch thug niggas, drug dealers
Project fools, C-Murder past them tools
Shit I'm bout to make these motherfuckers get up
to share it with all of you
And clear the air a little bit
Say it all from my point of view
I haven't seen you in a while
All the dust has been settled now
with a welcoming sound
It Doesn't make sense, turning my head around
The rhythm of your hips goes to my head
You grab me by the hand take me
a searcher with a scalpel, he'll make the head decision
As for me I'll annihilate, eggs, I'll let's 'em communicate
You from rappin' and my lyrics are the best
to Rikers Island for a year
Best rapper of all time I'm here
All I see is signs out here
Feel like Nas the world mine out here
That boy there with the scar
There is a man in every place
With lots of work he'd like to face
Saying yes to "the project"
Cause it seems to be perfect
Could be a project
the elevation (repeat 4X)
"A player, that can leap, with the best of them"
Risin up in the 'Velt, Strong Island, New York
The hood in case you did not know
If you don't love yourself then you just project
But everything connected it reflect
Go ahead and step on egg shells
But you best watch where you
Project Pat-a)
(Moet in my lap-a) Hold on
(Stayin on da grind, 'cause da loot gonna stack-a) Okay I'm ready
Who you need?
We just popped up on the scene
I
Or rise
Toolish, tried to brush it off by size
Denied. tide comes twice
See with, or without the lights
Long as luna ain't longing for bright
Sailed by
Or rise
Toolish, tried to brush it off by size
Denied. tide comes twice
See with, or without the lights
Long as luna ain't longing for bright
Sailed by
understand
For several weeks was by your side that was until you got a man
Double teaming with my ex
But claim adult yea no you can’t
This right here’s
just wanna say, I'm so proud of you eli, I love you
You such an inspiration, best big brother ever, literally
I'm so uh, excited for your projects
tell me I
Was the best thing you ever did
Project pat, gobbled your lines
Run around, head cut, bitch its lit
Bitch I
Need that
Love that
Want that
Come
enough!
Came up with no stress got big checks want no less
I am the best no contest I work hard with no rest
Stay humble and don't flex when the money come
chicks that's willin' to hang
Like clothes in closets
I strive to make the most deposits
And toast to teens with dreams to make it outta the projects
it's happening now
Only inspired by my friends from way back
Said she wanna pop it in the car on the way back
Girl if you ain't really with it you
ass s**t off the board erasing rhetoric
The evidence, can't be traced by forensic, intrinsic
With the pen flow so stupendous
I blended it, mixed it,
merely
Freak by choice, not force, I would never be
Charged with a rape, if she say no, I'ma let her be
Why should I let that worry me?
Too many
me with crown and king me of the rap committee
Ima start this next 8 by saying Rest In Peace to Nipsey
Use to take my brother CD and go listen to fifty
pal, pat down, gat down, back down, blackout
With a fat smile, I might react foul, so don't make this cat growl
I caught everybody when I spazzed wow,
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