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realest)
If you talk about me, gotta mention
That I'm so, I'm so lost by how you textin' (textin')
Guess I still don't get the message (message)
You

I'm pulling up close range hoe
Bullets got names
But my gun silenced so it sounds the same so
I aim it at the lames
Im making moves
Big moves
Draw

gets represented thoroughly
Throughout the world by who? By yours truly
Mr from nothing something, Let's ride

I'm here now, alive in the flesh
Burning

Inquisitive minds and eyes dilate
While I dominate on the underground level
I'm not the devil with no whores, pitchforks or shovels
So can you dig it I be Jamie

and I ain’t even stunting 
See niggas talk shit but they all on the bench so I’m feeling like French I ain’t worried bout nothing 
I’m upping my status

bitch de eye me
Focus
Focus on your dreams no de doubt like a thomas
Doubting thomas wan de cap
Tell that man shut up
You talking to a rich nigga I can

wildin for some weeks bro
Shit still be so easy
I'm just smiling at the freethrow
Thinking What's at stake
What's at cost for the Ego
Don't let the cost be

Two bitches that's tryna come ride me
Wakin' up to two hoes right by me
Get a head while I'm drinkin' my coffee
Niggas worried I might catch a body
Told

should just worry about myself
Worry about my health
But baby I ain't worried
So I'm drop another hit
Cuz I know they gon fuck with it
They gon asked who

only worried about me
Yea
Only thing I need is checks
I can't go back because I'm different now
So don't sit there and act like you know me
Cause I did

I've been worried about my son and his damn health
My babies breathing more important than some damn wealth
I've been winning against the world by my

in their 30s so at 24 
I'm worried but I shouldn't even worry cause I plan on dodging misses 
Like I wasn't getting married and the niggas throwing

to you
This is how you rob
You working hard so I ain't worried bout a job
Where I'm from by twelve years old it's stack or starve
This not fate I gotta

that I ain't in
It's so damn far away from the place I thought I'd be
Most nights I come home, throw the TV on
And sit there by myself
I'm sorry man, I

that little mama she be tweaking
A hypocrite she really got no reason
She worried bout if I'm out with some women
When she be fucking niggas

they down to ride 
We about to go global  yea nationwide 
When I get it 
I got em  Invest then I flip it 
So we can pipe up Yea I'm gone provide 

Clayco

But I'm getting up, I'm getting up
I'm standing now
In soil, in soil
Try to put me down
I'm digging out, I'm digging out
I'm standing tall
Come from di

the family ties
I had to do this by myself keep family on the other side
Feel like i'm supporting my self when the money come in they all be screaming tithes

family and wasn't worried 'bout our wages
I'm wondering, why do I get attached so quick?
Everybody so corrupt, don't know what I'm believing
Don't wanna be

And a pleading look as I let you in
To begin again

I'm worried about your bones
No one wants to die alone
I'm worried about your bones

Someday when you justify

the ground or a stage
And I'm the oldest
I'm responsible for paving the way
But I've been blinded by my sorrows
Put me up in a cage
So tell me what you want

fault
I love my life
Don't get me wrong
But it's hard when you know that you don't know
But don't know what you don't know
God I'm lost
But love so I'm in

God or the Mob or the Money I'm uninterested I know I don't need it
Walking by faith so I really don't see em, just tryna teach them a little
Solving

responsibility' So when you got
A white lady in a
Courtroom, who don't know you from
A can of paint
Saying I'm not shit and I need to
Be put in jail? That's