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on that curb from thuggin & trippin
Like fuck it, it's nothin, I'm wit it
If you think you tough then I'm flippin 
If buddy is bluffin, he finished

Run up

run ha mouth the bitch is nosey
Gotcho phone on dnd you
Boujie baby you ain't famous
Better answer when I call
Before I act a whole anus

Say I'm lookin

and people around her start disappearing. Despite her fears, she doesn't find answers in the news, and her friends and family pay no attention to what's

of standing still is causing me stress
Get up kiddo go and show some respect for the best

People ask me for my goals and reasons
But they don't see I give

Listen family, I been humbled and transformed
Yo the Lord saves and something to bank on
When I'm shoutin praises like thank God
It ain't a shallow

giv a fuck I got that skunk tell mi wat yu need
I live in Cali got my family up an down tha east
I'm making move taking flights touchin ova seas
I'm

up by the media
I bet that my family doesn't love me
I get no attention
All these women get likes
And I don't
It fuels my depression
But I won't learn

gotta get clean
Gotta get glowin, gotta get more wins
Yeshua still think about me, cuz I think about when
People pressured my end, cnd the people was me

Yeah

I hit the ground running but crumble to pieces
I think I found my freedom but I still need Jesus
The garden of Eden is where man found his

they call it
So just please don't cry for me
Jesus took the wheel
And I know he's gone drive for me
Kept me humbled and lowly
He got rid of the pride for

ain’t see nothing yet
But how I’m woke my family set alarms
That’s how I know I’m blessed
But I’m confused
Tell me what good is blowing money, fucking

my guns
All my women
Ryc is chillin
Sorta like a villain
Surrounded by funky fresh n fly women
Some um is poolside, some um is swimmin
Some um

I watched my family go through it this week
And seeing them hurting only
Made me feel weak
See I was searching for the
Right words to speak but
In

an ending for a story that is endless, 

When hit you rock bottom just make sure to leave impressions, 

Just remember even Jesus wandered through

when they call 
I'm speaking on some trauma to triumph 
To tryna iron out complexity while still preserving honor
It's homage-the black struggle is

a gun ting
That world don he weren't on that
Black balaclava and gloves for the robbery
Dem time there he's looking
Food for the family
Buss gunshot

dem a you worthless
A you still a Mek di higher purchase
One bags loan and couple hire purchase

Yesterday mi simmi fren Fada FWD and him run galong
Mi

So my unborn born seed can have a feast off exactly what we planted
Who ever thought a notebook would Ever feed my family
Rap in itself gave me

a blessing
My family is healthy, yeah I ain't stressing-Yeah
Food on the table, clothes on my back
Yeah I'm dressing, my bills paid
Nah I ain't perfect, but

We all try to answer the big question in life
What is the meaning of it all? Is it money Is it fame or is love? Are friends and family what makes it

the noise go away
So today is the day
Imma play her like a violin
Imma play her like a violin
Imma play her like a violin
Can't make the noise go away
So

moving that yayo
Feeling like a girlboss with two bad bitches only on my payroll

Your family tree is a circle. You a one off, steve erkle
Ima keep

nothing
Word to mine everything alright
If God don't answer, would you still trust life
Would you tell like it is if we never was
Would you love me if you

All Fall Down

Z-Ro

King of da Ghetto

2001

I'm going crazy, being murdered by the hands of cancer

Auntie asked if I wanted to die, but couldn't understand my answer

See it's fucked up when you