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guns plenty ditches You go inna sea
Remember we was low on funds vans on my feet
Ain't no product of the struggle aint no war and peace
I want my kids

the children who live day by day
Thinkin that they're about to die
Cause war is the real monster

Monsters might be inside of your head
Monsters might be

speakers
Writing rhymes in class, used to piss off all my teachers
They tried to steer me but I had to hit a reverse
So when I'm working in the stu gotta

You saying you caught a body, but you did it for clicks
Them shots ain't hit nobody them shits was straight bricks (Uhn)
To be in this game you got

prepared to go to war don't get caught off in that field/hit by a jit was only 13 wit a 40 doin drills/its survival of the fittest had to get it how he

at the red light

I got one tatted, she got sixteen, I'm tryna see what her bed like
I know she wanna fuck me, she get lucky if I even glaze by
We get lit up,

niggas
They say, "Stay safe" but they still hit us
Fill the rivers, it's like the ghost of Emmett Till with us
We got black cards, now they gotta deal with

not a game
Tools of a man on the walk to the hall of Fame
Give me a star, shine my name, like when calling for Bruce Wayne
Red carpeted by the blood

go and change your posture
Dancing with the Wolves, I live my life like Kevin Costner
All my life been war, I shove my Hurt up in a Locker
Wash it down

To keep it real ya fucking  for cool points
Never understand but wanna go prove points
If ion understand I go an hit smooth joints
Ima LA Dank baby

caught by the hook
We talk it up
(Talk, talk, talk)
Yeah, we talk it up
Oh, we talk it up
(Talk, talk, talk)
Yeah, we talk it up
Yeah
These niggas need

discussion
You had excuses by the dozen
Yeah, these voices in my head tellin' me I'm next
I can't seem to move on she put me in a hex yeah
This complicated

feeling like I'm Messi when I'm kicking shit
Killing every song , going hard , y'all just dropping shit
Might just need a RICO how 2Live just be dropping

a kid no more 
I ain't playing games no more 
I ain't with that girl no more 
Bitch I'm ready for war 
I don't fuck with u anymore 
Furthermore 
I ain't

I've been to many coffee shops, all generally the same
In this case, I am afraid variety's to blame
I've never hit a cafe twice
And for it now I've

at the balcony with the sunset view where the hustlers blom
Cant reach success with jst melodies
Tellin me , fuck your vitues they only judge u by ur melanin
They

Listen up an ima tell you
What we gonn do
Bout that..
Think of that
But keep it real bout this time
Cause theirs a war that's going on
An see

a hawk with talons, you don't wanna see me in Atlanta
Aye, back breaking, honestly from this hit making
I'm on go ten toes down, I'm just saying
Z he chill

died must have thought he was 50
How the fuck these niggas claimin' that it's beef, cause he ain't fuckin' with me
You ain't got the cash for war so

ship our fish fry
Tea time no siesta thats how we get by
Messed up teeth until I motherbloomin' die

We came all this way now we on top
Ain't no one else

thinking
Its just a cycle and by looking at you
I can tell you don't ride one
I just don't know
How you can live
In such agonizing denial
If the truth is

Watch out for my sword when I unsheathe
The deadly weapon that I keep between my teeth
They want me to fight a war, but I use it to keep the peace

things have been sent to get me off track
Imma groove
Imma live
Imma drank
Imma mood
How you feel
What you thank
When a young player like me
Is only

a Buick for another page
Key!
7 hit my line, said he had a slot
Hopped on 95- south, quick Look
It's way different, I been potent
Some People dream of shape