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man
To get these words out
In the way I envision it
Elevate by any means so you know I'm gear shifting it
Great Bambino, over the fencing it
No more

of shit on my plate
But the goal was to eat
Just hope your hunger is great
If not, they preying on you
Ya family praying over you
A lot of bowed heads

Yeah
Let's take em back
This time it's personal
Uh

I still miss you by my side when we was waking up
I know it's hurting you inside when you was

me lately
I feel like I'm dreaming (Dream)
Voices in my head these motherfuckers keep on screaming
Too many shit on my mind
But i still feel fine
And i

hold on to this hype
Cuz you know we do it right
Cuz honestly I'm over being
Overtaken by those focusing
Who overcome their weaknesses
To produce a new

could fill an ocean
Get to the end and I'd hate to talk friends
Cuz I probably won't have too many left by then
Blood stains on the bottom of my timbs
I

making my way
By making my music 
I know it’s a risk
But it might be way 
To stop me feeling so low.

Driving past these memories
Reminding me
Of stories that I never told my mom
Of things I did wrong
Playing music by myself
With the photos on the shelf

hand like Zo
Beating it up like I hit it before
Put you in the Jag you ain't seeing the Rolls
My music made platinum my chain made of gold
I'm taking his

And come get you
Eyes upon my every last move I feel niggas plottin'
I feel like they wanna put smoove into missin' boxes
If they get my head inna nuse they

can believe in me coz I'm perfection in the making
I'll make it, whether it's this music or my studies
I've been so inspired from Kanye to Kid Cudi

balance on-site
Music was the key
That opened my motherfuckin sight
Call me easy going fella
There is no rest time inside of my head
Out in Portland fella

for free
It's been a god damn decade, straight praying on my knees, til the sun peek over trees
Get the best out of me, I'm free
No I'm not, second

too loud
I need a win today
But I think it’s too fucking late
I've been trying to fight the disorder
Everyday there's a fight in my head there's

This song's for the people who can't
Get a head start, too many people
Know how that is, so
Mad Bishop tell you like this
So listen up

I acquire

I could reset, maybe it's all in my head 

I want it all to be over, but Ima wait for the day 
I'll draw pictures in the sand, in the mud, in

Now puzzle pieces
My thesis
Is a monopoly
I'm simply starting a journey
Where everybody watching me
Some guy been tryna
Wonder what the music bout

to my god
That the niggas will never see
They called it purity
In my head i kept it as a symbol of maturity
Not knowing every nigga looks at me with

collecting payments
Baby you the Bonny to my Clyde you my twin
Spin about u baby u know I'm on ten
Baby you gon ride ain't no question locked in
U by mind side

The healing's more than sexual what I touch and felt
Christian Louboutins, the jogging pair
Head over heels for snow, swear that's all I'm fucking here
Packing

A sage come to teach
Bringing healing to the streets
Under the creators influence over these beats
Wind in my hair
Earth under my feet
I am one with

these bitches now they chasing me as I'm chasing these riches
My inspiration can not be found on Pinterest
If its Music Fashion and Fitness I'm with it

wheels.. Whatever the deal whether Streets or Love, Music or Drugs, cint Shit Changed.. Playin over your head is a Game of Risk, Plain as Shit mane the Game

Fitness, Early morning plotting had roaches on the dishes
Told my my dog, I'ma make it, I don't need no gimmicks Acid in my head, band, like I'm Jimmy