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the blunts on niggas
Yeah
Tired of being humble
Cooking beef, no fries, five guys slide wit a 9 tryn buss you
I just fly by sky high Kurt Russel
When you die

sure to die when you’re still young and bold 
I wish I'd listened
I wish I'd listened yeah

where im from its only a few outcomes
Niggas rather get caught with it, than without one
I seen niggas die tryna talk to a bitch
So like a senior citizen

toting guns with so much heat
To much heat when you need that respect
Im willing to die for mine
On a 365 type of grind
A young seven, a real sixteen

brother live young I ain't bouta die next
True to my dream no nonsense
Focused on a mission
Driven by my conquest
Working 'till I get it, I live it, I got

Came up
Came up
Came up
Came up

I got a good foundation
Cause I came up, came up from the concrete
Not supposed to win by nature
Cause I came up,

The world been through some things and we gotta find solutions 
Yea by any means Martin Luther ain't the only one  
We got many dreams 
We got many kings 
We

tryna be Big Meech and shit
From where n***as die young we breachin shit
Talk real shit on my mixtape they be like Corey doing all this preaching shit

worried bout the crime rate
Damn, niggas really bitches wit they tail tucked
Say they finger fuckn' nina ain't never let a shell bust
I slide through by

eggs 
Saw you for the first-time way down in my block 
Talking to a family friend 
You are not from the slum
Beautiful being 
Well created by the maker

Rather honesty than ass kissing, ain't one for the lies
I know the ones who keep it real gone be forever by side
So I'm coming for mine
And when it's over,

at my next of kin he'll tell you ain't no pressin' him
Rather be by myself than be bothered
Until somebody call you father, what an honor bestowed
On your

“It my Duty”

It's my duty fuck the judge even its judy/ unruly live by the codes or die fooly/ no goofies made mistakes but yours truly/ never back

Sebi cell food
Nourished by the verse
I sell food
Movement clandestine
Domestic war
As a young veteran
In the cut like antiseptic
Daily working at my

dishonor
Rather meet my maker
I won't see your honor
I'll get carried by six
Before I'm judged
By twelve
Life as a soldier
The world get colder
Weight just

guys all mesmerized
Sprung off the thighs (Yea) buns and the eyes
Hung like you need to be dried, I'm
Wondering why, fuck that shit man i'd rather die

And that's how I'mma live until I die
Don't nothin' slow me down, aint a need for asking why
Yeah, it's more than just another way to get by
It's how I keep

keep getting colder
Would rather die young instead of growing older

And just like everyone says
"It'll be okay, cause you're trying your best"

indifferent
To the blood, and the rain, I don't feel it
I remember being young
Trying to navigate the ghetto and knowing my day would come
Unmarked officer

jo, na-do hii shit for fun
But the bars is tight, ask my nigga GuyOne, uh

In this Nairobi, where we get money
Hoes work late, but babies die early
Mama

the street lights was on
OG said
Young nigga in this game
You gotta be strong
Mind so fucked up
They can't predict
What we be on
Keep the nine by side
I get so

rather be smoking nose dirty y'all
And we been preaching we don't wanna die young
So what's the reason we pushing them drugs
Don't know bout you but I'm

And it’s the game, injected to the game, see the fruits of the hustle game and we wild out insane,
Young kid peeping game, to soaking game, could

young die
I'm too legit
I'm ready to coexist
With music i often live
I promise to be savage
I'm better than
More than average
Everytime i beat odds
Man