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chilling with my gyal, brown skinned ting, what you lookin' at, bro?
I'm out here chilling with habesh, eating doro, vi blev co-co
Hon blev kocko som de

Twenty-six hours in my car
Driving down the 95, 81
The waves are calling my soul
The tears down my eyes
Twenty-two in my room, my new apartment
Ever

laying in my bed about 6 hours
24/7 demons climbing in
I'mma waste everyday im still a coward

I'mma breathe to relieve all my spirit aches
And speak

You wake up when you think you should
You behave in ways I never would
You sleep next to six ash trays
A drag an hour keeps the headaches away
You

Long in the shower
Sucking my dicky like a pacifer
Now it's 2009, pussy, so pass the fire
They get the bastard higher
5'6", 260, I'm a destroyer
Got it

severing
Cult following wit
Death blades in my ribcage
You always knew death was my home
I couldn't spend an hour alone
Thinking of you
Now I got nothing

no vacation, niggas got no patience
Waitin' for the buyer, fuck I'm waiting
Drive six hours, in formation
Tell that fuckin' buyer, better send me that

As I dodged oppressing rules
Maneuvering, fighting against suppression of my privacy
I found myself surviving on a deserted island
Which I sometimes

1 for the money, 2 for the streets
3 for the niggas with the gangsta-ass beats
A .45, cause I'm up to no good
6 plus 4 plus 1 for the hood
Steppin

your final hour, the choices be brave or a coward aw yea
Even with money and power, you're still just a beast in a collar
 
I ain't really tryn'a go back

Cause I'm used to plates rated by Zagat
Smoking Kiefer Sutherland
Fuck the government, cop Asian rubs and shit
Paid like a hundred, I'm consistently

to take me back
Six times I've been forgiven
Now I just can't come back

And I'm so alone
'Cause you are gone
So come back home
Please won't you stay with

six weeks early-straightaway to ICU	
I was born with something missin', and what a world I came into

Nearly eighteen years gone by
I miss my daddy

school 
Fucked her good blow her fuse 

She's a natural born freak 
Fucked 6 niggas one week 
What the fuck that gotta do with me 
Just wanna slap on them

kuddy moneybag morris ent yeah i ducked da sweep
That was last week hundred n fifty three they try max me out
Ten gz for a lawyer yeah they tax me now im

panties.. three days out a week
It be the drunkest in club that be dancing on beat
Dick game so strong , we aint got no panties on
I said hell naw nigga we

That don't aline
Wit my energy
When I get a house
Black jesus as the center peace
Use to believe
In these white books
Seen broner get dropped
By that

note 
But all good things must come to an end 
Sun's coming up and we should all go to bed 
The worries of the week start to fill my head 
I'd rather

black bros 
They protect 
But the black lives isn’t involved 
Finally got my license 
Copped my whip no finance 
I’ve been stopped 6 times 
Cops say stops

Though a brother drop seeds like a sesame
Catch me preaching in the streets by sesame
See a brother got value come assess me
And I keep the father laws

the shame
It's not my problem

Two weeks, you didn't even contact me
Left me drowning in my own tears
I'm so discouraged and conquer by the deeps sadness

working on like 6 straight
Take a week off say you need a vacay
Take another one say your using sick pay
Post on insta let em know your okay
Post a quote up

a moment felt immortal
Got to take a peek
But its gone
By the time I blink
Dragging through the week
Too much when I speak
Can we link?
Yeah you built me up

representing from the east to west coast 
We G'z boy golds in our mouth pants down low representing that dirty south 

I'm by the store rain sleet hail or snow