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It's very obvious when you hear words and lyrics
Whether they enlighten or discourage
I ain't got time for the shine
I ain't got time for the shine

Streets hot it's a war zone
Keep it cool don't be cool with em
Fuck the fact you went to school with em
I'ma keep these lil racks in my britches
Soft niggas

made off the lick i probably couldve filled the back of a truck up
I tried to tell my n*ggas at the top man its just us
You know its love if i stay after

Everywhere yeah
I carry this drac

I'm just waitin' to up it at somebody's face
And you know when I finally do
I'ma blow off his shit turn him into some stew

I leave my twenties (Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah)
All of this pressure is getting real heavy
Already left before she said go (Go)
Why is you talking, you

Only two things will get you through this man
That's patience, and persistence
Uh, Yeah
I'm stuck in the booth
Took off the boots
And niggas keep

on the floor, buy my shit and walk out the door

Twenty songs plus these other niggas need to check the score
Doughboy, I'm way too clever, I got plenty of skill

Like I dont wanna let you down 
Hardstuck in 2020
I wish we met when I was 20
But I was sort of a sad fuck I wasnt ready
Blaming everything on the bad

Living life in my 20s
It's no time to chill
I'm learning that hard work
Goes better with skill
Play my songs anywhere
People think I'm ill
New pack

N and you can talk to that

I pull up with a dance move, boom, cat

Leave yo whole , hood sick, they need some mucinex

Twenty thousand for my

(What)
(What)
(What)
(What)
On a daily I be sippin drank (huh)
No lil nigga I don't sip on rum (nah)
No lil nigga you can't up my rank (nah)
Got

When I was twenty-two, living in New York City
It snowed 27 inches, and everything shut down
I put on my boots, I went marching through Hell's

I'm on my spooky shit yet again
Right hand man it's my gun, that's my only friend
Jump outside the car twenty shots
Now he looking limp
Chew a perc

I'm bored
I'm bored
I'm bored.
I don't find all this extra shit exciting
My bitches rare when you see em it's a sighting
She said I seem different I

Lil Playa, Big Pimpin
Lil Playa, Big Pimpin
This shit fresh up out the pot, twenty-nine five
Finna' hit my people spot, they ain't hit my line
Like I

then I get gone

You gon' shop or not, I ain't arguin' bout the price, yeah, that shit set in stone
Give a fuck if I just popped on nigga ask I'm still

won my way into the castle, but you were banished before I came
By the rules we stood, I thought I wouldn't take the blame

Gave every piece of my heart

a rush
How you gon ride the wave when you ain't learn to ride a bus
See you burdened by your lust
Niggas flirting with your crush
I'm in Durban piping up

I was born in Chicago at nineteen and forty-one
I was born in Chicago at nineteen and forty-one
Well, my father told me
"Son, you had better get

Faithless

Rush

Snakes & Arrows [Import Version]

2007

I've got my own moral compass to steer by
A guiding star beats a spirit in the sky
And all the preaching voices
Empty vessels of dreams so loud

Faithless

Rush

Snakes & Arrows

2007

I've got my own moral compass to steer by
A guiding star beats a spirit in the sky
And all the preaching voices
Empty vessels of dreams so loud

much, so please reconsider
Thinking so much, am I just a sinner or a child of god
Life ain’t shit but a loud mirage
Get fucked by death that’s a proud

the work my effort elite 
The lifestyle im living is not for the weak you gotta compete 
I'm in the moment not in a coffin 
Man on the land with the mind

You know I had to get fly, aye 
Know I had to get
I pick you up from the same spot
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Aye, yeah nights starting to get windy sitting by