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sittin' there?
I'll make a million dollars by the time 
You been got up and did your hair
Far as Louis Vuitton, I got sixty pair
You could pick a pair

Drown the grass in liquor for the pain, hope it makes it stop
I'm sorry for missed calls
We didn't wanna listen from the prison of our thoughts
I set off

freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry

'm getting high to keep my ego low 
Every day i think of more ways that i can grow 
The grind is slow it takes patience 
I'm tryna buy a coop with these bars

This song is not for everyone
In fact, most of you probably won't like this
This is for the day one fans
Guess that makes it day two

Pride is

limitless?
They out here pushing my limits
How long it take you to try to get in the picture?
I do something wrong, you wanna ruin my image
Only if you knew

Brothers Ain't Shit

Roxanne Shanté

Greatest Hits

1995

by the sidewalk
And got the nerve to get mad if I don't talk
Steady schemin on how they want to stick it from the back
A young muthafucka sellin crack

passing out 
But that's only cause you opened up your dragon mouth
I see that you got far, but dig it, you not hard
Unless you in a prison, you really aint

confirm we all the same to keep a smile on our face
I know...

I'm just a slave in a prison of reality 
Cultivate ideas shot down by formalities 
A world

(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned

Keep It Pourin'

Tha Alkaholiks

Likwidation

1997

or fridge, we use to drink 'em hot 

(I remember that shit) 

I use to drink the O.E. down to the sticker 

Pour in the Guinness Stout to make it thicker

want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way
I ain't sayin' I'm addicted, Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain
Let a nigga

bitches, same thugs on the street
The only thing that changes is the day of the week
I'm living life high speed with nowhere to go
But it's like I am doing

And if you know
How do you get up from an all-time low
I'm in pieces, it seems like peace is
The only thing I'll never know
How do you get up? Get up

So you can call it by the brand name
 
Bars I 
 
Never was a witty one when it came to words 
But im rhyming anyway so it's absurd  
 
Expending my

the flame, use my bars to fan it
Trials by fire, I'm harder than granite
Blessings around me, don't take them for granted
She pulled up on me, pulled my pants

dropping your truth in each one of my freestyles
So all it's going to do is make you a track star
Stoopid

The only thing stereotypical about me
Is that

affirmations
And all is good

I am a smart person
I invest my money, to make it work for me
I do not work for money
I make money work for me
I give away clothes,

It's what I gotta do to pass the time
Is to declare when I feel karma from a rehashed line (What kind of crime)
Put you behind your own bars before

really thought by 21 I'd be in a prison hall or a wooden coffin
The Great Pretender, I just shrug it off, my brain exhausted
My heart been bleeding since

and letters 
Cause u can't... fuck wit I 
You was the guy til i arrived 
Wave bye bye 
Call ya mama 
I'll take it from here, im makin it clear 
Like I

never made it to prison because we hauled ass
No more faith in the system that shit is all trash
Not just fate that I'm winning, I'll make my own path
Too

Ill behind these bars, I keep a stray jacket fitted good
Inside my mental prison cell, and you should know it too
I'd like to sound modest like

the pressure but it only makes me move smarter
They try to get me made but I just spit harder
Got you tripping and slipping I’m Jordan on the Jump
Born