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P's true and living i'm trying to add on but
The piece do division mono the big shit
85 your mind swine thinking 'bout rib tips
P!

I slide by

that different
Take it way back like Bron hooping with Boobie Gibson
Still had this vision it's finally coming to fruition
Zan is still my brother always

anything in your life
By show of hands who else is like that
I'm not the only one in the shower, in the car, ripping it
So with that said if you know this

brother peace to my enemies
Fuck all them punk bitches that wanna limit me
I know they all scared because none of them near me

My value is verified by

Down down i roll in a hole Madhead going outta control
Blindfold i flow in my zone Surrounded by many still feeling Alone
Girl i've been swimming in

Yeah whole lot of gang shit
You already know what the fuck goin' on
Free Kaleb

I'm by myself and I'm fine with that (Yeah)
Money bring problems, no

thinking that you still amount to nothing
So you Snapchat your wins so they can know that you're finessing
Meanwhile there's people out in counties getting

at me fine
But I look around and see my fucking loved one's demise
I have to sit and take it months and months that go by
Eventually I'm feeling numb from

number real fast
Got your main thang tell me whose next
Fuck that hoe ion got no time to text
Cut that bitch off and ion look back
My whip dented but still

Tell me what you wah do
You ain't trippin' over brothers, thats the old you
You say you can't trust, baby, me too
Same way, I'm still tryna hold you,

Picking out my fro with my fist comb
I got a tab at the Stone baby, this long
My little brother was having a little trouble
I hope that he doesn't

"he cheated on her" just wasn't fucking true

Anyway, after that a few weeks went by before she let me see you
And she said it was because I still

But Imma always play the fool
Hold up let me fix my Jewels
Kiss the mic I love the booth
Someone please call 911 cause I shot down lil boo
I'm feeling

somehow I still depend on it
I can barely afford to eat
Fuck I look like
Spending money on some shit I don't need
Man that's what half of you do
But I've

Verse 1:

I’m half of the yak in,
Just did the backings,
out for a smoke then I’m back in,
Microphone booth and attaching,
Truths to their actions,

then
It was 7.30 and the house was still a mess, let's progress, no rest, we're all giving it our best
With my brothers on the mountain, and the others

And that's the truth

Still and all
Damn you, Booth

still lucid
And my demons still feel abusive
Got so high we raise the roof shit
I caught fire in the booth
Im feeling stuck and that's the truth
Walking

wrong
To call out an enemy if they cross lines
Victimized by assault, crimes
And those put in power seem to walk blind
But when it's our kind, it's all

to speak your mind
If they don't like it, they can fine or imprison you for defiance
Now I can still recall feeling puny coz no one listened
Back was against

Turn the mother fucking stoves on its gelato in this bitch
Come on
Yeah yeah yeah
Come on
Uhh uhh uhh
Yeah yeah yeah
Back up in the booth I'm snappin

Mmmh

I got game from these folks
See, they say this game ain't no joke
It's cool, I'ma still ball out
I told them
I be out here just working
I be

a singer and start a singing group. I still remember the song she taught me for the audition.
You are the love of my life, being with you every day. It makes

this green
Vegeta I'm saying you weak
Reminiscing when I never got it
Wey my broda socket
Just so I could cop it
Whether booth or shooting
Now I'm bout