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My first shot, my bird hot, by the third shot
Curved the THOT, the thirst real but her purse not
My attitude is out the world, I'm a star
Plus
the back chat when people living stupid, simple like acoustic
Put me in a madhouse because I'm about to lose it
Real rap music to tell you where the truth
you of something you've forgotten
Perhaps that's my contribution
It's embarrassing for me to say this
I want to sound more intelligent, be less direct,
But, I don’t wanna sell my soul to anyone, I don’t wanna sell my life
Because that’s the only message behind all of my songs
Man, I’m doing this shit for
enough, I really been knowing my love, these bitches just want to go touch, was raised and covered in mud, I fucking be itching for lust
Fucking be itching
Munching on fast food
Don't even know what the fuck I'm eating
America, I gave it my all
Still you guys arrested me for being black and standing
you over by 180 degrees
Don't know how I got the expertise
But I always have a good time that I can guarantee
Cause I swear I really want the attention
And I hate to paint a picture so perfect
Believe me dog is just for calling the act makes me nervous
My soul purpose is to rep for real
My no Camazari
And I hate to paint a picture so perfect
Believe me dog is just for calling the act makes me nervous
My soul purpose is to rep for real
My no Camazari
been the greatest u could never diss the best
Plus I gotta couple people that want me to beat yo ass
Got the realest by my side
Bitch I got a whole lot
known weight it took
off, haters shook
look what y'all got, made you look
I've been here before the scene and bagging groceries
disaster for these
trade some false security for real inner peace
I was passin' up on women I could’ve given rings
What’s meant for you is meant for you and there is no
want like baby ok no problem
Your dada gon' be a star one day I swear I got us
Been at the bottom for too long we going up I promise
& ain't a day go by
his knee on my neck
His partners standin by and he watchin me losin my breath
I can't breathe mama I'm fina die can you help me please
They don't give
from the drive-by
When we pass by
Nigga
Woop, Woop
that's them fuckin' police
Woop, Woop
Them bitches comin' for me
You know the West gone ride
swarming
But the war for your soul, that's what everyone's ignoring
It's a war going on
Yeah, it's a war going on
(I was just talking to the homie the other
from us, you already dead Nigga what you scared to go?
You gone die anyway, you gone leave here one day anyway!
Even thou death isn't real, your soul is
friends, ya' best friends, (whoop)
Some people say that they don't need Him, they don't need Him
Well I feel sorry for their Souls
Jesus came because so
don't need no one, I'm a lonely soul
I don't even need no friends
I don't even know what I want from life
I'm just hoping I don't sin
I done seen a ghost,
it's my reality
You protect yourself by blaming me
So often that I couldn't see
You're the reason that we fell apart
Is this real love we're dragging
That reassurance that you be looking for
I want it too
Just Uplift Me
Can you reach me, the unreachable
Can you love me, the unlovable
I just want
his nose,
Callin' for it soul back, nigga, we been smokin' that weed
We slidin' back to back, they shot my dog, I want his blood back
We steppin' back
to your skin
I want to be all over all over you
I want to be all over all over you
Looking for love let me make you an offer
That's as tender
shit, it's time to get it in
I got a grind for what I want, gotta grind for what I need
Will you hear my prayers, I been begging on my knees
They say I
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