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that was so close
Life's been flying by spread my wings and float
Float into the sky, meditate to cope, if you slip then I'm throwing down the rope

pray for
And all of my songs have taught them
Every day is to savor but all of our wrongs are costing
All in all Im just thankful
But satan calls

a bit of greed I drop it like I'm finally freed
But I get freed by my net fee
And I'm only what I wanna be
And I'm holy what you gotta be
And we only

they weight and touching a bag

One year ago we was in my mama basement
But i knew that we was bound to make it
I was irritated by them niggas that was

about wrong and right
Flies over the eyes, they know of demise

Soft world
Full of murder
Dine with wolves
Not knowing better
Mall on fire
Ants in ice

just for fun I made a diss
Now about a year later look how that got me this
I was workin at my parents place for 8.50 an hour
Then I went and bought

OK
They say what a Mexican know about rap
Stick to your culture sing mariachis and don’t do rap
But in fact that motivated to get kinda creative
Mix up

It's something crude
Suck it
Know you ain't a prude
Baby on the pressure
Breaks the rules
My homie just pass the blunt
I say it so
Shorty breaks

Ayyy

Clip my wings and I'm still gonna learn to fly 
Take it all and I'm still gon get by
All the weight of the world can't hold me down
Can't stop,

Im a human being rejected by social thought 
But fuck it my skin is dark
And i'm on the watch 
To see who proves me wrong
That people don't all sing

a life, in pure luxury
Not caring, that much
Tomorrow, is today
I just forgot, about  yesterday

Who can have any issues?
When health  is measured in money?

better, get better

Why's it so hard to think good thoughts? 
Cause it's so hard, but maybe it's not 

Is there something wrong with me? 
Just tell it to me

Lost in transition
See what I have become
Maybe I have to move on 
But I can only think about what You've done to me
 
Lost information
Who am I

would say a 13 year old doing this is wrong
But we’re in the fucking land of Ooo
And honestly this treehouse has a great view
Me and the boys raid

respect, selling bricks to attain it
He was raised by the streets, seen a lot of shit 
Now he's seventeen, he just caught his first felony 
Hit the wrong

It's the age-old conflict, the territorial dispute
Endless accusations flying about who has wronged who
Desperate determination to show no sign

Worry my father has been healthy for too long 
Worry the things my mother taught me I've done wrong 
Worry about Congress, worry there's too many

a nigga all out his pockets when she see him
It ain’t wrong it’s so right
Cause I’m getting paid when She come home at tonight
And then she go live

No sense projections have been overwhelming all this time
So many images have come surrounded by the dark
No one complains about what’s happening

the carpenter I became a brick layer
Forget a hater I got into something major
I was called by the greatest just to show you I was greater yea

If I never

You say let's go
The way the
Wind Blows
Can we have another
Talk about us
When all of
This Shit goes?
But No-one
Seems to understand
That our world

it is light
2016 Was the worst year of my life
In 2017 man I was barely getting by
In 2018 God came and showed me the light
In 2019 is when I began

up in my heart every time I take a breath 
I'm asking god why he ain't give this battle to somebody else
They judge me by how I act they don't know

And get it on
Yeah, with all my friends?
Got with my best friend...
And his roommate too...
And his roommate's girlfriend...
Hey head, what's wrong with