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You should sit in my car
The direction's my heart
Tell me how bad could it end
I bet that you're scared
I'm used to men
I've been used by them
So

Woah
I never listen to em cos I know better
I be chilling by myself cos we get on better
You be copping half a G but I'm the whole letter
Yeah and I

accomplished
Around 2010, trap got raided by the sheriffs
Came home in 2012, tendin' to my marriage
Violated back in '13, broke and embarrassed
2014, I met

a shine-haulin' outlaw, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout
His truck, his dash, the county on his tag
The songs on his radio, the stickers on his glass
From four-bys

bout my life
Can't keep track of the time cause every second passing by
Eye for Eye, I'm gonna see you when its time
Ride or die but you were never

Later) for it, no Aubrey
Switch my demeanor up I'm, off my 380 shit
My, future's bright, stars is by my head, baby shit
Make me sick, what you eat don't

street dreams are made of these
Still when I pass by they continue to freeze
'Cause the rest of this shit is strictly freestyle

Catch it and why Hollywood

Don't play wit my nigga I'll come for head
We seen how move ya ass weak and you scared
Turned all directions, like what's over there
Death is

the front don't ask for help
Won't turn to God
Can't fix yourself
Lookin for love
Still by yourself
Baby, I see you
I been there too
And your always

really pain, no possum option 
Mental weighted on by these golemns 
Eyes ain't as clear as when I first started 
Didn't know I'd be hit with different

Bitches

Domo Genesis

The OF Tape, Vol. 2

2012

the fuck is you talking bout if you ain't getting no money huh
Broke niggas is talking loud I swear you niggas is funny bruh
We what the fuck is up, 2012

Sitting at the Wheel

The Moody Blues

The Present

1983

roll on by, by, by
Sitting at the wheel
Don't let the river run dry

I can see your face on a piece of tomorrow
I'll hang my dream on a road I can

his soul accord
Easy to get caught in life's scoreboard
Panic mode if your output near the floorboard
I'm at the seaboard, I'm deep, no doubt feelin'

demands that I serve the system
Forego autonomous direction
Bear the onus of human derision
My code demands that I serve the system

Unplugged, I strike

What If

Nas

The Last Kiss

2009

What if a brick was only just a misdemeanor?
What if Manhattan was hit by Hurricane Katrina?
What if a black man was the one controlling Fema?
What if

QUIET!) so I go watch some TV
Just as I was about to switch the channel I hear someone knock
The door busts in, they rush in and my mom got taken by

direction
Losing your sense of self-control
Held down in every direction
Losing your sense of self-control
Trivial ideals
Trivial ideals
Brainwashed by

and other worldly knowledge
And brief military training on covert operations

Some people thought I was weird
Some people wanted to be by me at all times

But

perfection
Hold my hand
Lead me in the right direction
Hold my hand
Lead me where there's no perfection, no perfection
Cause one day I might be that Star

say
I don't fear dying

These police crimes and family
Cries are getting out of hand by the way
And I don't fear violent
Sirens ain't frighting I

Yeah
I think I'm at a loss of direction
Stripped away from all my protection
Try my best but I don't get perfection
Praying hard but I don't receive

direction
I've been searching
For a way to go about my life
I don't have the answers
Questioning the reason why
I just know that
I don't know that
Look up

commot here
Even if you pray for Long life
Surely surely one day you
Must still commot here
No use the thing wey you
Get by grace to disgrace
The people

it
I’ve been grinding since 2012 back when the world ended
I’ve done kicked all these fakes around my way for a purpose
Cause when one door closes