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Watching as life pass me by
My days fly quick could never get back time
Still alive but God I ask why
Cause the truth is, everybody dies
Break these

inside, all bad habits, ima kill it
Let me know if, I'm, yo type of guy
But are you the type, that just want 1 night
Are you sure that I'm, not getting

No longer can I play, I gotta follow through
I gotta get it
Used to have nightmares now I just see myself winning
You was right there
Always by my side

been grinding I been scamming on the pay roll
Shades on counting bands like feel like ray tho
Heavy stepper i got a hand full
When I walk in bitches

feeding you yo last bite
No blue skies but I'm still waiting just cast to kites
The clouds and the storms roll by
Give 'em time
I know I'm wavy
I don't live

bond
Word to yo mama word to your honour
Dont you pay attention to no bullshit
And your mind fuller than a full clip
Made it rain they ain't even cool

intention whoa gosh
Well the people dem know, see consciousness grows
No matter which way you choose to go
Time will take toll, like guilt upon your soul
Then

Really living everything I state
Cop a ticket just to get away
I remember days
Barely getting by barely getting paid
Damn
Target on my back 'cause I'm

fall to the ground as i watch yo ass scream

I'm a visionary person, im the rarest over seas
Yeah this might be new too you, but its nothin new to me
I

Jordan got hang time
Give it to'em on sight (Pop pop) yea you know that ima bang mine
Everybody down to roll  single file in this bitch like in lines
Trap

raft missing air 
They didn't care. The truth is not banishing that 
Delusion that shit's cool when it be far from it
Lying for sport - and endorsed by

Such a
Waste of life's 
Such a waste of time
Ayy
So they tell you what they want you to hear
But they're still keeping us held back by all of they're

channel 5 (uh huh)
White bitches tweakin like they snorting lines (cocaine)
Makin excuses damn stop killin time (it's lit)

Pockets be hungry they never get

walking with a bag full of cans
Get on my knees & bow my head & put together my hands

So imma put this shit in god hands these gods plans
I'm still

need me a crib
Take 100 to the 'sino I prolly could flip
Unc told me he went in he times it by 10
That's crazy
I be stayin' lowkey but people think I'm

truest very own, brought to you on the third
'95, 25 comin' soon, ya heard
Word to my momma, no drama, trynna make commas
Yo, fuck the White House, sit me

tooth
We full grown- feelings so strong
Still you can't tell mama bout Tyrone
Blowing yo back out every night
Looking for me in the daytime wit

Er'thing you doing already had been done!

(Nah get back here, I ain't done with yo ass, come here)
(Yeah, get back here)

She stay down cause she

Wanna be trap-queen, handles two IG's
Only follows himself, damn he must be a G
Livin' that life yo, bitches on X pills
Fakin my fan base, no girls

a bike and the pedal
Goes straight for the shin
I don't know where to begin
I don't know where to begin, yo
I don't know where to begin
I don't know where

I thank the lord for a full plate
Everytime I thought about giving up
I would get certain epiphany's
Insight you couldn't of got from nowhere else

It's time to get they boss touched
And I'm screaming free the guys
They den locked my dogs up
I'm still locked in with the mob
Bitch I'm a made nigga

hold me
Playing dirty shirt we laughed at Stuart Holden
One time for the old me

I'm doughty with yo coyly ass
Waco
We late to class
Waco
We died at dads

Still fear getting old, seeing time on the dash
But life is a flash
That's why I never relax
Don't lil bro me like the bullies in class
They would show no