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(KidWond3r, you made this beat? Dang!)
Yeah
Won't you fall into my arms

Won't you fall into my arms
Your tears fall, it's all my fault
The tears

I feel I've stepped out of the wilderness all squint-eyed and confused
But even babies raised by wolves they know exactly when they've bin' used


See

cause of the trust that grew 
A couple months went by and now I'm out of the loop
I guarantee my rates are better than a cub that's true
I keep a Kane

heard you not alive
I was deep in that ocean you could have seen me
Instead of helping me out they resent me
And that shit opened my eyes it made a new me

the boulevard
Show these scars like art
On the walls at Juilliard
Little blocks that we ran
Made us who we are
Till we fall prey
We ball hard
No movie stars

the innocence and pegged her as prey
So I understand with me you don’t know if you safe
Don’t fall victim to what seems and you believe what’s unsaid
You’ll know

promise imma make it out by 2024 (24)
They used to sleep on me back then but not anymore
A couple niggas tried to steal my style and flow (Ahuh)
They used

to kick you out
Before you go pull on my zipper, put it in your mouth  
Don't see how the other guy get by (how he get by)
Now you the main reason a guy

out
Before you go pull on my zipper, put it in your mouth
Don't see how the other guy get by (how he get by)
Now you the main reason a guy stay high

out
Got a child now

Baby boy is two years old
Growing up way to fast
Hit the gas don't let me crash
Thinking too much of the past
My mind gets ahead

Boss talk, you don't touch gwop
Made it this far, ain't taking no loss
Let a couple rounds off, now your homie can't walk
Soft in the walls,

Meditation

August Greene

August Greene

2018

I met a little boy, he asked, "Where are we now?"
I met a little girl she asked if I was proud
Of what I had become and what the world would allow

Ghetto D

Master P

Mix Tape, Vol. 1

1998

to the D Boys (drug dealas) 

Neighborhood dope man 

I mean real niggas 

Thata make a dolla out a fifteen cents 

Ain't got a dime, but I rides

faith is not by accident

Life is often spiritual
I know you feel my energy
Making em' remember me
The world is full of synergy

Prayers for my boy Demar

By the power of The Living God and in the name of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour, I make these declarations loud and clear:

1. My mind is free!

Yeah, trappin ain’t dead
I re-up on the first, then sell out by the third
We used to get it by the zip but now we cop birds
I’m the man in my city, man

it ain't gone fall from the sky to ya

I remember not having my own ride
Walking my whole life
Ex-Bitches honkin laughing at me as they pass by
In my

I don't wanna get loose
And fall back into abuse
Keep control so I can't lose
My mind out with all these views
My heart is feeling confused
Bruised

Yo its your boy Double J and I'm back with that Catharsis that real raw
Gritty shit baby I'm lit lets get it
Shout out Doug on the boards
You know

I

By the time this song is done I'm gon' be sick of it, mute it
By the time you come around I wont wan' hear from ya, screw ya
By the time I'm ready

need be) 
because I seek only you,
you and only you.

Once I saw the setting sun facing the red, red moon 'cross the big, big sky
made small by them

Views

Drake

Views

2016

is a spice like I'm David Beckham
A lot of pent up aggression comin' out of my section
OVO on me while y'all niggas was playin' dress-up
And I know

being hunted by the wolf
You're being hunted by the wolf and now you've got no getaway
Look out it's the boy with the stick
Ruining everything yeah that's

boy
Holds a college degree
As the oily fish spit out their oily prey
As the sun is masked we are
Born like this into this
Into these carefully mad wars