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I been up outta reach of all these Niggas
Turned off all the lights
So when I rhyme I see it clearer
Know what they say
You lose a couple senses
It enhance the other ones
That means I lost out on some Benjis
Tryna get my brother sum
I'm in Kentucky tryna get it
Hunnit acre woods
Got me watching out for piglet
In that lil engine that could
Remember riding Honda civic
Know that shit just childish games
Tryna live it fore it's finished
Cause now it's bricks an manny
If police come
I'm flushing grammies
Ain't wanna choose this paper Route
Know dolph would understand me
Ain't one them new dudes chasing clout
I do this for the family
An every door I done kick down
It's like they tryna ban me
Close my ears
I hear a banshee coming
Break bread I bet she's running
Sending cheese to all my siblings
Feel Keith all in my stomach
Yea I got cash but I got dreams
So I can't give you nothing
An none that ass gone mean a Thing
If she can't teach me something
Every person I got love for
Take they struggles
Put it on my back
They ain't gotta say
I just do it
That just where we at
Get that that chance you better take it
Knock me down
I don't go tit for tat
Don't like movies when they flaming
I relapse when I hear
Fwww fwwdatt
It's so hard to stack an pass it Down
When I hear rats around
Damn near wanna drop the girl
Oh so you backing out
You know I love the time we spent
It's just the talk is loud
An I see most guys you get
Don't seem to come around
I'm in Kentucky tryna get it
Hunnit acre woods
Got me watching out for piglet
In that lil engine that could
Remember riding Honda civic
Know that shit just childish games
Tryna live it fore it's finished
Cause now it's bricks an manny
If police come I'm flushing Grammies
Ain't wanna choose this paper Route
Know dolph would understand me
Ain't one them new dudes chasing Clout
I do this for the family
An every door I done kick down
It's like they tryna ban me
Kyler Murray in the field
This all natural this ain't text book
I'm still tryna work the wheel
While bag an seal
Bitch I got ICE shook
I'm a legend in the ville
Ain't never seen this
Got they eyes hooked
They be praying i get killed
Long as I'm breathing know that spot took
I be stupid close to losing hope
Stick to selling dope
But if I make it out this shit
They'll treat me like the pope
An yea we all went on that trip
Still copping separate bowls
It's NSE we stamping shit
They know we set the tone
Close my ears I hear a banshee Coming
Break bread I bet she's running
Sending cheese to all my siblings
Feel Keith all in my stomach
Yea I got cash but I got dreams
So I can't give you nothing
An none that ass gone mean a Thing
If she can't teach me something

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