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sober, feeling like the world on his shoulders
Or takes it a day at a time, such a dangerous mind
His first thoughts of suicide occurred by the age

Yo
To be the best
You gotta beat the best right?
This where I come in
Every category that's what I'm here for
Tha God
I stay spazzing on tracks they

Stand up! For your sins
Floating on Cloud Nine!
Feeling Naughty!
The believers of either the seers or the truth speakers
Feel the beat bounce inside me!

Party
Where the fun never ends
Live by the enemy of my enemy is my friend

Burning rubber we ripping off
I won't turn around in that Benz
99 in a 55
Like

and nikblor,we wildin
Big ak, stimena

Cash out rack on my beats
Save my money need no mask, what i said

Turn up

We come through metro valley, heard he be round

spiffey
Trunk full of loud the swat team couldn't get me dead animal in the car the K-9 can't sniff Me
Niggas say they big dogs when they ain't even bark

that glock 9
Strapped by my side
Just in case they trying to come get me
I need the 45
On all my guys
Cause I made my family my security
She said she wan

and get me it fast, it feels like im famous at last
Flash
Back to the days, where I stayed in a place
When I smoked by myself, and my thoughts would erase

flying by on this beat watch your feet
Maybe take a seat ill try to be discrete
Shortie so sweet so ill buy her a suite
Keep the receipt and maybe wash

Are you that nine to five epitome of a common everyman?
Making the days drag by the very best you can
May you keep your ways
Don't fall on black days

motor is going i'm running on Folgers
I have a leg up like i'm bit in the thigh
Focus on the target gripping the nine
Sitting in class watching Bill Nye

plus like its pornography
I feel like Mutombo by the way I bring the block wit me
12 Stop me asked if i was smoken nigga obviously
Aint no competition

life a do to ya
I'm listening to your every word
But I'm like Zane, don't be stupid, bruh
From grade one to nine, had to find my sexuality on my own
Papa

Better have a vault at the bank full of gold
By the age of 28
They say they say
Listen, this ain't hearsay
Each night you sleep
Is another day you snore

you'd take her over me no loyalty
And in the end you lost both of us messy like a soiled beat

I mean that's what you fucking get for being such a massive

meet my needs unlike a plant when it curls
Still striving, still prosper like I'm asap ferg, yo
Price on the beat
Going mad with the sample
On every

You brainwashed by the gimmick
Them frequencies make you listen
Watch all the shit that they throw at you
Messages ain't that hidden
My bars loaded
My

had to thug it out, I had to open up my mind
No weapon formed against me, keep a nine by my side
I got this pain in my heart but you can see it my eyes

showed from a boy put in work
Lifestyle change age nine
Pops way of living ain't align
No other choice make a way
Found a knife suspended the same day
Not

Yee hold on aye
Mmmm
Aye well done Groo, I put my soul on this beat
Yeah I spit quite neat
So go ahead and take a seat
I say
Play ball kid play ball,

oppression
Starting piecing up as the war was digressing
This direction we on course had spawned in '73
We learned to rhyme by spinning stories on competitive

she's with the divine
Times it by 9
It's round after round after round
Always down for the grind
Sipping some wine
Blood body and soul are all intertwined

trying to make movements
Just trying to do what is best for you truly
Skip to this beat like they're skipping to Louis
Know that it's love if I call you

upcoming
I know damn well what I'm becoming
Shooting a drac we hit em' with a .45
Double m that's a number nine
Past hoes ion want you
Bitch you played me