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today?
The world is slowly killing me i been tryna say
Caught up in my feelings where I ain’t tryna stay
I have a hard time healing but I’ll find a way

Staring at ceilings, no more wasted feelings
Up in the clouds, how we'll waste our evenings
A tab of me on your tongue, rub me on your gums
Won't

just to see my fam live lavish
Even in the county mane my brother really ballin' out
Nigga living off his bitch the other at his mama house
Nigga think

bed and my room
Closed all the windows too
Turn off the lights
Set a mood
Light up a candle or two
Touch 'em like I mean to do
All of the things people

live
Pop out out the cut with that mask you know what it is
Graw Graw-Graw Bow
Niggas know how I be comin' everyday
Hit the trap and I'm gon' get that

thrown a fist 
Overestimate yourself then every jab you throw will miss

But hit me and you'll end up with a swollen broken wrist 
When it comes to people

time making revenue
Uh
Mad at my accolades
Stats I might send em thru 
Fatality Eminent 
Think I'ma finish you 
Remember my name
Hit up Genius for

aim with precision (yuh)
These rappers stay flaunting they riches (bruh)
Then they end up in ditches (damn)
I send 'em peace and forgiveness (bless)

that
Yeah I pay my tithes then I get em right back
That's a real flip, but it ain't no cap
I sign the check, it's only caz I'm blessed
It hit my account

having nowhere to live
Imagine having everything and then having nothing to give
Look at what niggas have been through
I got a lot on my mental
That’s why

got one life
But we don’t care
Lemme slow down for second
Being able to live is a blessing
Moving on the low
Keep em guessing
Just another day another

the block and then I do the same shit
Living like me is too dangerous
Every night Im riding with a stainless
Hit em in his head I take his brain quick
Ain't

the measures
Basic ass rhythm
But make any song an anthem
Basic ass rhymes
Next you livin in a mansion?
Fuck, Whats next
I got sick moves woah
Hit em with

live in
You gotta go through hell & back
Just to help a friend
You know everybody hate when you setting trends
We take a step & step again
He up dat

Okay
Okay
Okay
Broke; fuck it, kickin' smoke
I know one thing that I know, can't nobody live off hope
That's the realest shit I wrote, wodie hit my phone

n got a alley-oop
All the gang gorillas like we in the zoo
Shawty like my childhood he live on Sesame Street
I get money in puddles go splish-splash

Celebrate!
I Don’t care bout
The consequence
Don’t need no compliments
Meditate!
I don built up
My confidence
Here‘s what I’m offering
Whole world gone crazy

growing
Deep within time, you'll heal
I'm all about my family now
Out the booth I rather chill at my grandmas house
Give 'em the truth and they ask what is

RAF‘s & sap soon got‘ em
Racin' up the ladder
720 McLaren
Never hit da brake, I‘m superior
U ain‘t on ma side
No problem, Banks a loner
Niggas became

another grind
Lotta shit up on my mind
I just gotta find the time
To expose the lies
That been hidden deep inside
I could give y'all the insight
But we

an underline
From headlines to airlines
Still dropping deadlines
If the youth need help
Imma hit em' with my guidelines
My girlfriend says I never brag in songs

put in that work
That's why real niggas feel it 
The lil' one
They know about 
I trip out 
I show 
Strapped up 
I blow now 
Just put the pole down

don’t fuck with the click
Like Freddy I’m burnt to a crisp
Backwoods stay heavy and lit
Sewing em up like I knit
This is that shit
fuck outta hear trynna

Yea, na, yeah, yenaa
PapiKyrone live on the mic, uhuh
Listen, PK
Cunt munch productions
That's my label too, yeana
Open your ears for this one, ait
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