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who you've been
Not on who you'll become
Just do it everyday
Until the work is done
The road behind is nasty
So keep looking ahead
Turning back is death

in front of screens
Barely scratch the surface now your face is just a memory
I can make it work all by myself but then I need a team
Had too much

(Intro)
6 ft underground that’s a cold case 
Bitches talkin to much shut yo whole face 
Caught you in a drive by that’s road rage 
Screaming out

wicked
Intimidate with my presence
Marijuana highs through dark times, the essence
Trying to get by and get mine relentless
Worried when the rent due,

sack
Then I hit the road and don't call her back
Biatch, I'm in a Gucci jacuzzi
I got ten bitches all around me
And their pussies are juicy
Keep a gang

longer feel fulfilled with thrills on the surface (already know)
Fuck is the point in this pen, if all my intent
is only self-servin'
Whenever I said it

I've grown
Guess I'm too real for ya now I'm too trill need a new deal new home
It's time to sail afloat go hit the road short or long journey who knows

The better you get, the jealousy hit
We not perfect
Causing me to think below surface
The layers of knowledge we unearth it
Just put it in a hip hop form, it's

my vein / hit me so hard / I shouted / no one here can stop me 
Yo MTV Raps / captivated / fascinated / my imagination / more underground than diamond

back roads, good liquor, fried food
That nigga on the corner with a bad attitude
The weirdo, genius that lives inside
What you seeing on the surface is

have nowhere to sleep
I'm depressed anxiety
We hit underneath the surface Scuba diver going deep
I ain't even know my purpose niggas feeling obsolete

rolling
No looking back
No brake light
Wile E. Coyote, got dreams, keep me focused
I hit the road running, just keep going, like Forrest
Like Taurus, don’t

the dust off and I give em' a classic
I'm on the cusp of a fork in the road
I thought I evolved, but I was missing a link
It's truly something that I oughta

Man I'm just pouring out pain on this 1
I give you niggaz pain you don't understand man
Shit still hurt nigga
Yeah its been
It's been a bumpy road

the trauma’s unaddressed
Tryna put the past to rest
Memories I’ve been reliving
Gotta bring it to the surface
Otherwise I hit a ceiling
Only God is who I’m

lungs,
Might suffocate me. 

It’s time to revive her, 
Because she has lived a life treading fire, 
She’s been lied to, and stepped on,
Hit both by

finna get hit by thunder
Then go six feet under
If it's the last thing to keep
This mind from wander
If it's the last thing to keep
This mind from wander

the boss
Or call me the Don
Im done with these bitches
I fuck with their moms
Im getting the pounds
And getting them gone
You hit me up you know im the one

I been on my grind while you sleep I'm working
Still fighting demons I can feel the shit lurking
Please don't hit my phone I done said I quit serving

is filled with petrichor
Sitting by my lonesome on the side of the road
Breathing slow cause my heart feels torn, always one step short
Always falling

'Cuz I'm selfish and rather follow out
My own plans
But even though I'm doing wrong 
I know the right way to go
And even on the wrong road 
I still

road 
I still manage to make it home
Cuz it's both the destination and the journey
And I'm just tryna make it in
I'm hoping heaven heard me
See I don't

when deception hit
until we reach the end of the road 
c final resting place where a marvel of a marble tombstone reads
"Here lies the unaccounted

zone and they want to dog me cause I ain't throwing up a bone
Even when I'm on the road, I am home
Home plate wait straight down the middle
Hit it's