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to standards if you ain’t willing to Stan me hard
The pain of the struggles done already built me some stamina
Man, I cannot fight for shit, I fight on my knees

the same old same old, ain't nothing change
Just the other day a nigga slain in my lane
Just the other day popo strangled us again
Like a post-apocalyptic

said its gone I said prove it 
I'm setting off alarms you can't snooze it snooze it 
they didn't like to I made em move it move it 
the beats so hard

Momma been cryin' daddy been hurtin' I'm working hard for it
But the whole time knowing I can't take the money with me when I'm gone
So why not put my

myself I'm working hard to be mad different
They just want the money and the love come in last listen
A bunch of lost souls I'm just hoping they listening

impressed
OK bet
And she friends with my ex
I'm about to make a mess

She been playing hard to get
Hit the scene up with her friend
I'm not tryna answer texts

Tired eyes stare through a dirty glass there was no hope in sight
Just a photograph with a written name placed by the candle light
You see his

minor for major
I ain’t worried ‘bout a hater
Put my arm up, guard up
Yeah get the whole squad up (Turn it up)
Uh, you know we run it up
Run it up do it

the influence that I'm a stoner
Is it banter expressing what my goals are
Is that a gun on my chair or my daughter
It's hard to tell so police will slaughter
I

ain't a sermon
I'm tryna be real
And living is hard
In a world that is hurting

pay a living wage
I'd like to see them try
To have to work two jobs a day
Just to get by

Welcome to America
Ain't what It looks like on TV
Welcome

she blows me to Sydney
Lickin' me finger and give her a winky
Testin' that breeze so I give her the pinky
Ain't got no time if her airs be yo stinky

Yo

within a house so they don't know the plan
Four cuz it ain't smart to go to war if you don't know the land
Five is what I'm plead'n to these demons who

at the chin
Ain't talkin shit, that's a testament
Where I come from gotta give respect 
To receive respect, better come correct 
County phone calls, don't

won't get a chance again/ Crazy when you live this life of sin

I think about the memories that make your boy cringe/ driving off the road when we was

away man they ain't never coming back
I want the mommas of my enemies to have a heart attack
I just channel all my energy and get up off of that
I just

Verse 1:
Been playing your game so long
Oh I’ve tried so damn hard
But ever since you’ve been gone
Been lighting up my skillet and cigars

Pre-chorus

be the best I can be

Got a lotta things on my list of shit to do man
Working twice as hard for my mistakes I need a few less
Gotta do this by my lone

the street 
A1 with that sauce cuz I that beef 
Bitches saying  whoooo like night owl 
Spend about 5 on a nights out 
Pool in the back with a nice house
You

can see through all the bullshit they spew
By far not the only like me

Some have sense 
Dare to stop those that don't like Chris Wallace
Respect for

make you suffer hard and then we’ll laugh as it worsens.

Broken Heartless

Watch the waves go,
Aint the same though,
If you say so,
Different angles,
Watch the waves flow,
Still a faint glow,
Switch

pain

Hard to cover up the shame, 
It’s coming from different ways, 
I do not want to stay,
If you can’t not tolerate, I’m different and thats ok,
Baby

a reach  
That’s a foul to me

That ain’t music
Them  calories

Burn a 8th wit the family
Then I skate, to do vanity 

My escape for insanity 
Niggas hate