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something to me
Conversation so amazing
Man this shit kinda crazy
Do you wanna be my lady
 She said
"Boy stop playin"
Always by my side
Down to ride
Clyde

just driving around
Riding round this side of town
Back when we was little kids
Dream to one day make a hit
I was just young and legit
I was just writing

tired of being alone

I may just be another
Another boy with stupid dreams
And I really am like no other
And in sometime that they'll see (chours)

I'll

cool is made up
They want us to lose, we're hitting
Snooze, we need to choose, to wake up

Man, they tricked us into thinking that the
Boys are strong

And check out the waves
Maybe check out some babes
Even smoking some weight
Knowing damn well Skippy that
This life don't play but anyway went from
Dreams

hating saying here he go again
But at least I look within whenever I need validation
Why you celebrating like the time ain't gonna pass you by
My cadence

mind speaking lit, going crazy rippin this
hate fake claimin, Im a name it if I need, eyes on the dream, making somebody scream
the real boy, you join

pick them deadly
The boy got a heavy heart, but it's been running empty
And I'm young and reckless, I ain't even reach my twenties
The type of life that

leave you thorny crowned
Crucify, getting shitted by your own
The universe, everywhere I roam is my home
To some, I suppose, uranium explode
Leaving kids

you're all done
This'll be easy, Hot Cross Buns
I'm comin' for your wallets
Y'all had better clutch them
I can hear your heart
Drummin' like percussion
Use

the basement
In clear view I don't see you
I can already see changes
The same ones that you came with
Be the same ones that you bang with
But the same ones that

thru' put the beam on his V
All black masked up can't see
He tried to creep but he thought I ain't peep
That's on brodie get punched up just like Ali

I used to be a scrawny boy
Think you can play with me like a toy
I got ambitions bigger than this earth
Ride through life yeah I surf
I spread

my wave sucka ass nigga get yo self a durag
Blue strips all up in my pocket call that shit a blue bag
Try to strip me boy you can't even guess where I

wake to body aches, dreams of mistakes.
Present or future, who knows, really, who knows
The best thing ever was to escape this place
Old friends, new

a cell rotting his dreams
You will wind up dead or in jail if you play too long in these streets
So stay safe, whenever you can take a vacay
Just learn

Bro I hit the fucking pipe and I almost fucking choked 

Thinking to myself they must be joking right 
Got invited my boy said let’s spark the light 
So

Theory of Humanity

Produced by 1st official 

Verse 1

Sip this limited edition Ciroc with a little chaser
Riding down Rancho California wine

might effect how you feel
An insecure man can’t hide 
Behind blue bills
Wonder why your ribs showing more than
Lucilles

They gave my nigga Kay 12

her pussy hypnotized to my spiral vision
That vinyl image done made me witness the higher mission
Them 9-5 been dream killers from all beginnings
We all

Make America slang again, that's a coke dream
Tragedy American, drugs came overseas
Black boy is arrogant, 16 he got the piece
In and out he been

You call me up on a Saturday night, I hear your sweet voice
Boy, you say my name just right, Give me your t-shirt
After just one night, This should

but I never been a fool
So many choices in this life you gotta choose
But you can't wait around and let it go by
You gotta make a move
Cuz your dreams

that make you wanna celebrate
I'm in my 30's making moves and doing boss shit
Can't speak for others but ya boy ain't never lost it
I wanna have a good