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really finna fly
I'm inna stu Im cooking up, Its pressure what I'm finna apply
That Monroe Homan 3400 block, Where I'm committed by
And fuck

My last lil shorty told me, "take yo ass to therapy" (Huh!)
I told her I'm gon' write these songs, and then she stared at me (Just looked at me)
Don't

a marathon trapping wit my white boy he run it up like baby tron
Yea Lil bitch cold just like January
No missionary Hit the back this shit temporary
The hood

ringing
I know niggas talk on socials
Like that ain't considered singing

All in all what i know
That be all a nigga live by
Standing on this business
I

it here (ooo)
I got myself employed
Systematically I'm so annoyed
Indoctrination coming in by force
I'm just tryna get a Porsche
But these b******

trips to build a check y'all can say we blessed
In Tampa spending big bucks
I was getting daily checks
Cause God on my side Nigga just like Tom Brady's

Like its a craving fasho, them boys off meds round my block
I miss kidd, k-loc, g-rocc
Shit getting dangerous, lil niggas changin' man 
They speak

Tired of quitting
Tired ain't making decisions

Write and won't listen
Tired of my bitching
Im tired of my bitching

Im tired of self doubt
Getting all in

it here (ooo)
I got myself employed
Systematically I'm so annoyed
Indoctrination coming in by force
I'm just tryna get a Porsche
But these bitches

different friends
Knock off
Fake
Hit by a lance
Like we in the old times
Pull up on a horse
You got
Shit in your pants
Look
I aint ever going bad
No mask lil

Lil homie can't breathe with them wounds in his lungs
Family just out here trying to stack up them funds
What would you do if you couldn't feed your

Come again as a child
If you wanna get to heaven
No religion but
Let the be one little lesson
That would resonate
Lil black angel and devils face

to me
When internets try to tear us
Just take a lil mirror
You'll see that you are the fairest
I'll stand right beside ya
When everything getting scary

it drop ah
Yeah im getting to it ain't no slack in me
Got the daughter in 404 call the bellhop I got bags to get
Finna work never quit bitch I'm never

this lil percussion I start flowing and the shit go
Will I ever realize
What's under my nose?
Can I break this wall of pride, and then ride the whole

thought lil old me
Pull up to Quincy Jones party with Kool Moe Dee who told me
That night when I was feeling out of place
Through his dark ass shades he

nevermind
The fuck kind of name's that
Nevermind run it back
Nevermind run it back
Who this lil independent
Young nigga
Always shitting on the track
Make this

If the property value rises higher than any other place to compete
I will show that the one thing getting higher is definitely my meat
It's death lil

prosecutor pulled the offer
I'm more mature with my age, getting in tune with my thoughts
I got a couple of greys, but that just come with the faults
I'm still

Where they shot my Uncle in the face for stopping by the side of the road
Block away from where they took my Auntie's pride
So I'm just tryna roll with it

putting pain on songs I feel ok

Heart get colder by minute feel my body getting weak
Chris had died I started sinning I ain't just how to grief
Brodie

Lil drummer boy around
Keep pushing by the pounds pounds

You wasn't hearing me then but your hearing me now
Started acting like they dumb so I started

getting another pill
I'm bipolar but I rebuild
You left me alone; you were unfulfilled
How many conversations have you killed
By feeding me guilt
For my

bussin off them percs

She a bad lil diva
Her pussy like henny it's a creeper
Her vibe too fire it's giving keeper
Let them niggas watch us from