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worry about
Who gon’ put food in my mouth, or who gon’ pay my bills
I’m living life by the minute do not care for the thrills
I love my mom, I love my

looked down saying what I could and couldn't be
Who are you to me, you never lived this
I lived here, never took trips, never holiday
Never had a day when

The hope that's promised but they hiding 
When royalty is living in poverty
Or how the hell when everyone's so mixed
Oh!...who's the real minority

They try

so I leave
But hold your foot in the door for me please
Baby
I’m here
Laying in my bed all alone again
Are you real
Or did I just imagine that entire

a partnership, now who be riding with me
And what i’m doing now, I’ll be doing till I’m 50
Then i’m gone
I'm talking who is her, I’m smokin' strong
I start making

And hey, who's to blame that the rules done changed
Since I appeared you niggas should've never been lame
And hey, moods done changed but my groove the same

some pain it's who we are
I wanna run away so very far
I'm faded and my lungs are filled with tar
I'm jaded by the way these people are
And I don't

I love you Nora, do you love me
Oh I don't know, Jack
You're the only girl I've dated in-in two months, we get along fine
You do love me don't you?
I

The people who love me through sickness and health
The folks who made me wanna go fix myself 

Thank you, Ed, for being my friend
Thank you, Ed, for holding my

a damn
I deck em in the head with a two by four
Now I’m taking all your bread because you’re not hardcore
Just laying on the floor with a hole in your head

I'm out here on this town
Man I got me to hold me down
I never needed them around
And that's real

C'est La Vie let it be
I want the AMG
With

me
Everything a god see is by the third degree
When I was doing violent crime, you was a petty thief
I got niggas doing life who really kill police

No I don't forget but yet I'm still forgiving
I don't get it
Who am I kidding
(Who am I kidding)
I grew up hangin around wit some real niggas
Aye
My

When I wake up in the morning, hit the clique (uh huh)
Nigga who you with
I go chase a bag even if it's flipping bricks
Shawty buggin, trynna lick me

sleep on me, I'll be there one day
Gold ice on my wrist, thank god and I pray
Don't hate on me, soon I'll be winning
Those who stick by be the ones who be

Niggas know me by the feet, they see me in New Balances
Outfit fresh, came off of the cool mannequin
Weed got me stoned, real shit I can't move after

Turn Me Up Right In My Headphones
Yo, My Name is Chri$ and I make music
I love this SHYT for real man
Public Service Announcement
YA DIG THAT
Ladies

to the sport 
Sport mode in my coupe
Watch me whip every move
My game is too smooth
They recordin’ every groove 
That I make in this stu' 
Classic jams by demand 

I'm finna vent
Don't wanna Fall but Izx Wonder where the winter went

Well this Is my season, I Pray Miguel see's it
Im still inspired by my nigga who's

braces
Kneel down, marry me, hoes are faking
Who are you, who am I
Run this bitch like suicide, do or die
New to rhyme but I am too defined
Work hard for

you want, I am who you're trying to be
One day I will the greatest rapper and you will cry to me
Yeah, I'm just speakin' facts, and you are speakin'

You think I'm skared of a man, yea you need some help
No I aint skared, I'm just uneasy, I don't trust myself
They got me living on the edge, I just

It's over
Over now
Body Remembers
Mind's just not sure how
She got here, or where here is
In the moment, embraced by silence
'Cause all she knows is

that money went
and you never explained those stranger's fingerprints

And I will never be whole again.

the state had two witnesses who identified me