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cage, look
Step up on the cloud
Make my fucking head stoned
Got paralyzed all my facial bones
I take the gun but I can't reload it like um
I'm

car with guns, they tryna push that luck
I'm  20 toes by myself, me & my demon gon' put them niggas up

They fiendin' for lean, ain't been lookin' for

fucking with nobody I been venting on my songs
I was going through that shit and every time I was alone
I'm defensive with my heart cause all these bitches

probably cop another before the end of the damn song.
Its hitting bad memories of past not hilly.
See my clearview past grabs at a milly.
I sit and think

the forest fires
But I don't wanna be burned twice
By the same hand
But you can't pick and choose
Of what to do
With me
Depending on your mood
I've got

songs yea
I been stepping by myself nigga I been on my own yea
Prison phones I'm a long way from home
A long way from home yea
Yea yea

Co-signed by the weekend
This a XO fit
Why would I get beats when these headphones hit
Bitch got a PhD, she intelligent

Like a MMA fighter, watch how these

a loaded gun
Made of flesh and empty opinions
That make a cloud so thick it can cover the sun
Take the blame, it's in vain, you can go on a run
There's no

above
Brother, can't you see there is another way
Beyond the guns and bombs where hopes can just sway
Oh sister, let's find a different kind of life
Where

close, cause I know they tryna get me
Nine by my side, cause I know she gon' ride
Gotta keep her close, can't get put up in the sky

Gotta keep her close,

these drugs trynn ease up on the pain
With a gun to my head I don't even feel the same
All these lame niggas trynna rob a nigga out the game
So how

Inspired by diamonds dancing
I'm really addicted to fashion
I said fuck it, I gotta have it
That's why I started rapping
Now I'm up got a chance now they

man for the visuals, nigga, yes, we beating em

You talk by the day, now you meeting em, got your mans, now you laying deceased with em
Talking guns, we

call away
If you need me, I'm gonna run
Always by your side

Guess you compare me to a gun, MMM
She my one and only
I ain't got no friends
She my only

the fucking hospital bed
Listen, she tried to do her best
Bless her soul
Oh nevermind, fuck that fat bitch in the Kia song

Oh my god
Oh my god
Oh my god
I hop

already know these bitches wassup
Been through much but I'm keeping a gun 
Under the sun like demons and nuns 
Build my funds and I don't give a fuck
Get in

mine with a loaded gun
So when my moment comes, I strike with the impact of a thousand tons
Simple for the non-believers, basic cause my stats will leave

of the storms and the fire
In the face of my own desire
Guarantee you stay by my side
You turn it
You turn it all around ah

On my knees
On my knees

That's where

Pray I get a song with WHATUPRG and Hulvey
Raised on bones, thugs, and harmony
My dad gave me a gun, but God got the armory
Surrounded by angels

begin to rap my song
Looking out seeing thousands sing along
Can't believe how far I've come
Lord grant me the strength that I need to succeed
If you're

by yourselves.
I'm the man who says what should be printed in the books that's on your shelves.
You'll never get to see me, and you'll never know my

Down by the river, where the water never die
The losing indian is prayng to the sky
He sings an old song, "bout the spirits of the hills
His father's

If Pirus & Crips cll Got clong
They'd Probably Gun Me Down By The End Of This Song
Seem Like The Whole City Go cgainst Me
Every Time I'm In

representation of Latin excellence, 

Neck full of ice but still surrounded by some tech pullers, 

Demeanor is egregious leave blood in the house you sleepin' in,