Lyrics:
from high risk to preaching
See me, believe me, mealy just a season
Strengthen me when I am weak
Cerebral blocked by smoking green
Whatcha think that
there,
Wherever the trail may lead.
Once we cross that far horizon,
Life is bound to be surprisin'
But we'll take it day by day.
Never mind the wind
the Doldrums
While waiting for a breeze
When the stillness of the day was brok
By a merman in the deep blue seas
Well, the captain, he slept
Below while
efforts are negated by the passive observers.
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They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision
been up for three night with the days on hold
Tryna live a gleam life with my ways on gold
Gotta paint the picture right like ya boy van Gogh
Hadda get
or should I live a normal day?
So, I play my green piano by the river and the lake
To voice and ask a question
Do you even know my name?
Oh, I want to know
your ass
We make you hold, we doctor the receipt
Stones in the road
Flew out from beneath our wheels
Another day, another deal, before we get back
and bonds
And ink stains that have dried up on some lines
That keep you in the back roads by the rivers of my memory
That keep you ever gentle on my mind
to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm living through these beats
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like
Say, do you trust me, told her no
Say, do you love me, that's a no
Live like a villain, no hero
I did some rights, I did some wrongs
Walked this road all
until I
Soar outside my crazy nights
And live the riviera life
I'll stop
Thank you for today
I'm sure that by
Candlelight, I'll be alright
before you live
Member days I had to piss
Have no pots or no pans
The weekend was still lit
No complaints on my end
Green grass
Lots of snakes
Use the 40
landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority
gettin' that green, we in a different league
NBA, never broke again, never going broke again
NBA, never broke again, never going broke again
Got so
Saw a red tailed hawk eatin' road kill
Said, "Man, what happened to your dignity?"
He said, "Subdivisions have taken my home
There's no more pray
'Round here fast is how the grass grows
Lost is what you find on a back road
Proof's in the whiskey, red's in the dirt
And hard work stops
for being lazy
I'm tryna make these ends meet I'm stacking up these green faces
And covered by Your good graces
Going hard on a daily basis!
Thank You,
hustle to make that buck dog)
Could you tell me where you run to
(When the road you on is a dead end left with borrowing and begging)
When it ain't
and live my life
Go
Slide on a late night
Glide when I take flight
I'm just tryna live my life
Tryna live my life tryna live my life
Wrong but I make right
don’t fuck with trends, but I fuck with Gucci (Gang)
Never been on the road like jack
So I can live like a CEO (Bezos)
I never had to worry bout straps
Or a mere pot on top ya stove, still ya got to roll
Climb my obstacles and honor those who paved the harder road
Blazed the trails so a brighter day wasn't
shit's insane
And so I gave him my gold to live another day
I woke up tired it was pretty late in the day
I tried to check the clock but I couldn't tell
makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay
Paid, no doubt, day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin' to live
No matter
present lack of speed?
Are your muscles bound by ropes
Or do crutches cloud your day?
My sources say, "The road is clear
And street signs point the way"
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