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Been havin growing pains
Alotta shit just aint the same 
I been workin like slave 
Tryna cop some whips n chains 
The way that i been feeling is some

had that rod tucked
Taylor street by the tunnel after whipping hard up
All the way to N O with killers throwing their wards up
Bitch I’m a knight in

glory 

So long, oh so long 
We been waiting for chance
A chance glory

Don’t fuck wit losin’ - those Ls cannot get to me
Fuck black n white - I need

This is My year
I can now see it it's clear
Made it through pain and the tears
Now I'm just switching the gears
Gotta say cheers
To all of my people

the vision known
Good weed, good drank, big money mane...
And you can't get none of mine I'm not a dummy mane
Whether sunny or grey, I'm gon ball n' parlay
I

gotta go
Had to get up out that trap I said geronimo
Me n my lil boo we hit Galapagos
Addicted to this lifestyle if u wanna know
You can't match my pain
I

every show
Whole crew couldn't be faded
Straight untouchable flows
Faithful few stayed down
Whether I'm rich or I'm broke
Trees by the pound, take two

were entertain by my you know
Misery n' shit
Fucking assholes

the pain be the pressure
I'm just tryna get a bag and elevate by the measure
I can tell they use my love I'm steady steppin' in they presence
Rockstar, she

say a damn thing, got people lookin' up to me

This all real shit that I bleed, ain't none of these niggas my speed
N fr I'm a seein' pussy, tryna play

be haters up in disguise
Only with My Brothers! Or I’m prolly by My lonely
Trynna' Ease all of the pain
Cuz' I done lost a couple homies
My Brothers

the dead ones n' day ones
Ima need some yay son
Shake that bitch like Akon, yea
I've been 'round the block enough to know that I'm okay (Okay)
Blame it

leave if they leave it's gone hurt too
But if they leave fuck them niggas they ain't for you
Imma stand by yo side dat's the dam truth
Dat's what I'm gone

you make ends meet wit low salary & die
Bill after bill start to pilling on da side
Makin deals shoot to kill
I'm just proud to be alive
Now its IG

you down jus like a computa'
I’m done wit the games, I’m done wit' da fakes
Come up wit pressure, we slangin' them drakes
If you want the smoke, then

I'm breakin the rules

...


I know that they neva eva
Come around the crew

They know that they play wit us
They end up on the news




Written by

wit dese Benjamins
(Trapp)
Real Rich!
I took a bullet
Now im bulletproof
I fuck wid slimes
N i hang wid crips
Late night we was running
Wid
Sticks!
Free

making it too hard on yourself
Filling your brain wit' excuses
You need a break from life
So you do things make you useless
N when you need excitement
You

treat me like im Farrakhan
I had to do what it took to win i got out in that field like im barry bonds
I had to live by them three rules hustle hustle n

and balenciagas on my feet 
And they kno what it is wit me
I already dropped one, now I'm tryna knock the other nigga off his feet 
Cutta on my waist, I'm thinking

Chillin' wit my n****s,
We developing a beach,
Forged in the fire,
and bred in the heat,
Yes Lawd,
Blicky inside of the whipsky,
God on my 6,
High than

get slimed randy moss
I'm in n im out in that bitch like its floss
Heater on me he get scortched (huh)
Shawty came by for a 4 course meal
Now she ask so

here's my message and I'm here to deliver
Meanwhile, all of this time pass' by
Who really counting the hours
Our leaders devoured
Our rulers are cowards

it rain
I'll stay on track till I'm smack by a train
Won't make it if you do not do the same

I came through Journeys to show you the strangest