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Stitched up by another block's heat
Every new label had to cop beats
All my nilla friends they would tell me
All you gonna be is a wannabe
Got all my

won't be no coming back
No they won't nah
I wanna count me a milli a milli a hunnid stacks
Count it up count it up count it up
I am a thunder cat tryna

you up
Like they foot was just out how they tripping you up
Back to my ways
And ain't hitting you up
And ain't missing you niggas
I'm different enough

loved ones they buried under the roads
Live by the sword die by the sword better pray you come out them trenches
That .40 Glock up on my waist whoever

minimum wage
I feel played, we still chained
They manipulate our minds by design
Then place our bodies in a steel cage
We still plague by a system, set up

Damn Gangsta
Seven the fuck up
When you mentioning SpillHimself you know you could get struck by lightning real quick
I know I got opps & shit they

Yo
Look
I done seen so many people done changed
Load up the drakes and pull up in a range
We be like curry extending the range, they falling asleep

how we coming
Had to get up
And I did it by myself
Started focusing on wealth
And my health
I don't need help
I been really chilling
Chilling like

I know how it feel when you locked up by yourself
When the demons creeping and there's nobody else
Premonitions in my head
My own conscious wants me

up with shells when it come to beef
We dumping shells, no Saved By The Bell, but my tires screech
Watch out for 12, 'cause we hot as hell, let's make

Bitch you knew when you signed up, this a whole fuckin tribe (Tribe)
Weeks go by, you snap me when my geotag is by
I come near, put you on the counter,

bout cooking up but I'm leave all that to five guys
Lil bro walking up cuz he got tired of doing drive bys
You can take a glance but you ain't nowhere

Your shit safe
My shit brave
Out the box like may
Trix can't
Lock me up I ain't
Like them
Lock me up I'm a
Free man
Uh
Your shit safe
My shit brave

Yeah, yeah
R-i-p, r-i-p
Yeah
Yeah ah yeah yeah
Yeah i smoke a fucking blunt all by my dolo
Hop up in the booth all my dolo and record the shit i'm

make it or you know
Don't ask what happen

By then it's too late
You smurfed with a blue face
We Call it snoop and dre
Murda was the case

I grew up

Having conversations til the sun comes up
Faded off the laced drugs I put on my tongue
She says that she jaded by the things I've done
Hoping that

Yeah yeah
Yeah, me and my bros, yeah we up
Remember way back in the day when we ain't have 20 bucks
Yea we been puttin' in the work, we really can't

to the ground by high as a cloud
Create my own wave don't follow the crowd
Work like a slave but mama she proud
Open your head you fuck with her child
Just go

by that law
And I'm shooting this stick I ain't throwing no paws
Nigga throw up the pack an I'm getting em mossed
Nigga I'm having, don't look

on my ass I had to pave the way
Stacking up my money for these rain days
Now I fucking around and play with 808's I made a way
Memories don't fade away

through the city
Blowing woods inside the car
I don't measure what I'm smoking
We just blowing by the jar
Burnin' honey berry
Roll the leaf up extra large
N

I just take it day by day

You know imma always make a way

Gotta get away

When they see me pull up in the wraith

When they see the water on my

taking my time
I could not mess up I could not be rushing
I'm all alone my cousins they locked
It aint nobody out here I'm trusting
I been the topic I'm

me

So I took it too far
Should've set my alarm
so I woundn't cut and go
Cause now 
I won't wanna wake up
I don't wanna wake up alone
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