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And I filled her up with cream pies
Cut me off to heal crib on the hillside
I can't see her being happy with that other guy
So I had to hit her up one

in a while, but I question the truth.
Why does living in this life tryna' sever the youth?
They wake up every single morning tryna' pout at the room.

(Yeah)
(Check)

They say time heals all
I'm still involved but trynna keep my distance
Pedal to the floor but I been needing intermissions
Cause this

There's a stairway to heaven and I'm stepping up
By the grace of God I'm saved, he bled enough
I got good people in my life with extra luck
I battle every

the scarlet sands, together we stand
To heal a world torn by our hand

on the second floor
Mine still thinking that they broke nd don't have much choice
Familes still heals nd then hurt but it's become the norm
Son whole missions is

the world to make my dura heal,
Something in me know that they gon dampen what I feel,
Till i'm sapped, the container sealed, and without a way to peel,

I

a fuckin' lame be for real
Two can play the game but we single now what's the deal
Told me you workin on yourself you needed time to heal
Ima be the same

without his crown
But the street know it we know it
Been hustling hustling every single day
Trevis on my side
JeTwist na ma dangote
You get problem call

the same
I was living by the law for the most part
Save a few times I will not explain
We all had to find our way
I was in they room and making money

serene
Missing out on his first steps
Trying to get outta this debt

Shorty this life is real
I know I mask how I feel
World on my shoulders
My side

All in my mind
All in my
All in my mind
I stay all in my
All in my

I'm working on the parts of me I'll never let the world assess
I'm trying to get

a single soul who understands me
So I write songs to find the real me
For me music is the only therapy
It's the only thing that heals me
Sometimes I feel so

workin', I can turn mid-three
My release is perfect, Steph Curry with the shot James Harden on the line
Every single verse comes from struggle from the grind

Have you ever failed a second second chance have you
Fallen in love without a single backwards glance?
No saving him, by caving in
Can't heal a hurt that

the expected engagement on a single post?
Your worth is too large to be measured by a fake garage
Comparism will kill you and then refine you 
Into the same

and you work just to get a single dime
Lungs all black like the tint on the whip
Excited for the drop cuz you know we never miss
PHD the way I heal

Little bitchy kid, what the fuck's your deal
You really fuckin with me with your balls of steel
But what isn't steel is your neck, it'll never heal

of black wind, fire & steel

Born to teach them all to heal

Born of black wind, fire & steel

Pounded by the hammers

Of the giants of the world

I can see

I’m calling attention, 
To those counting their blessings, 
To the single mother stressing , 
To the school kids who don’t know the lesson so they

still thread the needle
The way you do me wrong is going to make my words lethal
Man yeah
I want to heal the world through my music, man yeah
I want