Pain & Progression

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Flexxer

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Wait
Stuck in a street life, the devil tryna stop my every move
Why the f*ck they say it's smoke if they ain't on shit
Standing on business, I'm the same, all by my lonely
How I'm post to know the way, that's you feel if you ain't , call me, yeah
Life keep throwing blow from the shoulder I just punch up in it
I'm rollin' with my bro, he a shooter, he like stamping shit
They like flexxer what's yo plain , run it up just for the hell of it
Why I keep fuckin' up these bands? I don't even know, I need some help with it yeah
Feel my heart in a furnace
And I been full of fuckin' pain, everything I got, shit I earned it
Tell a nigga stay off on his lane for he get hit
Choppa send shit to them pits, ayy, I'm official in the pen
I hold it down, for all my friends
Oh, you end up leaving and, then you call me again
I been fighting them demons, I got to face all my sins
Oh, killing them weren't ever part the plan
I been tryna get my money, they just wanna get in
You know we turn shit to a zombie, turn them to a dead man
And in my closet, it be haunted, but I'm in to fashion
I wrecked a honda once before, but now I'm tryna wreck a Benz
I done went back down to my lowest, gotta run it up again
Eyes bleed, I saw my patna bleeding in the front seat
Shots in the wind, the reaper chasing me, I keep on running
I hope my girl know I love her, cause I know she love me
And tell my sons that I love them, I know shit get ugly
Chasing after my dream, got one foot still up in the street
Sometimes I feel all alone, and get the feeling no one with me, though
They ain't never seen me, I'm from Cedar grove
It's safe to say I'm the young nigga that gave my city hope
I'm tryna make my brother see this shit, open your eyes
There's money on the floor, and you know we on the rise
Remember this bro, you that thing, let them hoes know you the prize
My granny said that they would change, when they changed I weren't surprised
Look me in my eyes, my nigga, tell me have you ever seen more official
I was different back in high school, I always knew I'd be that nigga
I'm tryna have a hunnid ball like way before December
Sometimes I look up, staring at the clouds, who up, that's swear I miss em
Feel my heart in a furnace, and I been full of fucking pain
Every thing I got, shit I earned it, tell a nigga stay up in his lane
For he get hit, choppa send shit to them pits
Ayy, I'm a official in the pin, I hold it down, for all my friends
Oh, you end up leaving and, then you call me again
I been fighting them demons, I gotta face all my sins
Oh, killing them weren't never part the plan
I been tryna get my money, they just wanna get in

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