Fre$h Prinze
YJ Cr8
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Yeah I'm back in that mode Feel like I'm ballin' but never get close To all uh my goats I gotta go Yeah I Hate to procrastinate I'm on uh better way I can't exaggerate Say I'm uh featherweight Pockets on heavyweight I'm gonna get it Downing uh bottle I drown in the liquor Don't pop uh pill But they makin' look nice RIP Juice wish my ngga could get right I sipped uh lot I was feelin' it Killin' me Numbin' this pain with uh shot after shot Stay in the house I ain't fuckin' w plots F*ck all those socials and everyday bickerin' Down in the dirt I heard nggas was snickerin' The only nggas laugh on yo downfall Is pussc I ain't talk to God in uh minute I'm feelin' it I let the darkness in I need the light I had uh light It was shinin' too bright I had uh fire I needed no lighter Still eatin' scrambled eggs right off the plate F*ck bein' good I just wanna be great I used to think about stacking uh wage I'm gettin' paid off the sake of my name I got uh feelin' they fuckin' with Cr8 Rest in peace uncle Kenny he was my Ace Runnin' some drills in the front of Monee's Showed me some heart let the dog out the cage I shed uh tear when I hit the replay Numbin' my sorrow uh shot to the brain How does it feel when you killin' yo pain I wouldn't know I won't feel it again I like the love but I'm not with the sentiment They in uh better place? How do you know this shit? Mind go dark when I'm feelin' like killin' shit I miss the days when I used to be innocent Ate from the fruit And I'm fucked up mentally I really hope that my family missin' me Won't be long 'fore we cook in the kitchen Recipes crazy I learn and I listen You nggas be losin' the margin too big Funky the Fresh so just call me the Prince Hand me no handouts I'm still gonna win I pay my respects to the ones checkin' in My mind gotta get right before I get back I don't wanna go back to where I was at Cold and it's lonely with knives in yo back I still wanna be on the point like uh tack You nggas be losin' the margin too big Funky the Fresh so just call me the Prince Hand me no handouts I'm still gonna win I pay my respects to the ones checkin' in Still eatin' scrambled eggs right off the plate F*ck bein' good I just wanna be great I used to think about stacking uh wage I'm gettin' paid off the sake of my name I got uh feelin' they fuckin' with Cr8 Rest in peace uncle Kenny he was my Ace Runnin' some drills in the front of Monee's Showed me some heart let the dog out the cage
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