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Power oh free'd from my prisons
New scene switchin' no emission
Wild when your girl get to treatin' you different
Used to try to put me in the box now I'm

you can really live your dream
Wish I knew that way back when the boy was just trynna pen sixteens
Too worried bout chasing girls and tryna get my name

on the same elixir
Part of the same religion
You lost your worth in living
Ya momma lost her job
Ya cousin sellin' dope
Ya uncle tryna raise ya cause ya daddy

out my energy
You feel it when you talk to me
I'd prolly do better if I had financial literacy
It's not a mistake
That as soon we get money we spend

just how the kids grow up
So what 
Grew up in Tottenham with the gees


Smoke
I don't do violence 
Out of retirement 
And I get high 
N***** i'm so fly

hope when I sound off
Count on
Bitch your titties gettin' they bounce on
Slim thick skinny cute with your fat ass
No cap, you can get work like I skip

but your one and only's employed by the streets should've second-guessed where you were, investing joy
F4F is the only thing to rely on my boy
She said

wasn't gone make it a Scene
That's really all that it seems
You rage like against the machine
You love it you do it in vein
I was a young boy started
Doing

are boy (uh)
It's the way I are, no last call, boy I'm raising the bar
It's a shot in the dark if you pray that I fall
Save the flash for the pic for

to your health
Save the emotions for someone else
I only want that low blow so keep it under the belt
But if you got that swimming pool, I do laps like

whole life
My whole life, my whole life
My whole life, my whole life

Aint a cowboy I'm a gun slinger
Get gunned down
If you pull out a gun witcha
Want

Play some of that real Hip Hop

Not Hip Hop savior, don't want to be the best
I know Hip Hop savior he's living in my chest
Can Hip Hop saves us from

cards and selling bundles of loud was the only way
Free my boy Dula 
Pass me the ruga
Homie its my life or your life so best believe that gon shoot ya
I

cards and selling bundles of loud was the only way
Free my boy Dula 
Pass me the ruga
Homie its my life or your life so best believe that gon shoot ya
I

I'm needing to sleep
Don't need a ticket, cause I got admission, we up in the booth yeah we running the scene
Counting these bottles on bottles

says, how bout a dance? a new romance, by chance do you have a light?
It was just a glance, just half a dance, who'd a thought it would change my life