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Only fam no buddys that shit fa life 
I'm talking str8 jacket b4 they take my strips 
I been hustling damn near shit all life 
I been hustling damn

Feel Me

Twiztid

Independent's Day

the prople to feel me

[Monoxide]
Now, I'm a product of chalklines and false lies, broken apart by many trys of my own life, jus sit and think with a pen in my

you know all this but I don't open up
Red, my love and compassion with these actions
Fly away from all of these bastards when I'm rapping
Now mix all

Days gone in a blink of an eye
Got a routine and a glass to the side
Same old life just passing me by
Feels like I'm just wasting my time

I'm

mud

After walking threw neighborhoods

Full of Cribs and Bloods, I'm

Dirty dirty, rough and raw

Kept it real with my people

Never fucked with yall

Yeah, I'm a freak alright, proper weirdo too
But that's how I like it, cos then my life don't seem so m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-shit
You get me? I ain't had

consciousness!
Tryna get my consciousness!

Frequency manipulation high CO2 release is high
So we tryna get high
Everybody just getting by
On devices life passes

is this life or a joke to you
Stop playing with me,I ain't a rasict fool
Im here as a voice to all my people
So my people can be safe and all can be

I used to wonder, why me
Then I realised that my life was all about P
When I say P I mean purpose
I weren’t built for the glocks or the burners

Who can I be to the world
Now that I'm flawed?
All my peace is gone
All the time that I wasted on abusive people
And I'll never get back all

other bitches ain't shit

(Verse 3)

Living this life
Wouldn't feel the same
If you weren't by my side
Tried that love thing before
But all they speak is

for
Besides getting lost inside a junk drawer
Whats a brush for whats a paint brush for
Lived my whole life inside a junk drawer
Whats a brush for whats

it, caught him in Novikov
Office pockets, what's the topic? I know transfers slow
Mix it, mix it, till its cloudy
Then put it in a pyrex bowl
I'm about

I'm tossing, I'm turning, my stomach is churning
My thoughts reoccurring, my head won't stop hurting
My heart won't stop yearning, my blood won't

in school was math so I'm usta doin numbers
I usta showing love that's what I got from all the time spent with my mother
I got mad commas mix it with

its my time to rise
Write till I die
And produce till I come back to life
Glide when i flow of the dome
Zoned in on the prize
Outta this world on my own

Did way too much
With this drink in my cup
When I'm sober I feel better fast
She got me still on her tongue
Why I'm smoking so much
Life a bitch
When

beyond measures  
Behind nice gestures, vision better than ever  
Still can't see beyond my physical.  
  
Born into this black skin,  
I’m expected to be

Minute Maid it be my drink
I drop a perc and mix it up now my shit pink
I'm living life don't give a fuck bout what they think
And if I move my niggas move

don’t have a business I meet a Loch Ness Monster she’s nice I’m that and this I’m fearless what my colour is? Don’t you wanna sing with me? I’m back no

motherfucker what’s good
I be saying for the people that be praying they could 
Look, one life to live and I’m tryna live good
Already standing in a spot I’d

Guwop

DJ Dallas Green

Turn Up Why Turn Down

on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life

Guwop N***a

Gucci Mane

Guwop N***a

on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life

stop
Look at the colour of my wrist the bottom of my bitch it's part of my hype shit
I'm about to pop they looking at my fizz the water on my bitch I'm