Part of the process

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WAYKOLANE

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I had to cut people off I Know they gone hate it I told him its part of the process
Working too hard they calling me crazy see lately I'm all about progress
I come from the bottom I told em I don't want to go back I ain't trying to Digress
My feelings aside I swallow my pride and that was Hard pill to digest

I really came from the PJs I'm just trying to fly on a Pj
Don't f*ck with nobody these days how's the love Real when he's Fake
Glock on me keeps me safe Still got cake like East Bay
Had to tell her I can't bae Show love and get Betrayed

I reinvented myself people to fake so I've been to myself
Gun way too big it can fit in my belt Fucking with you made me sit in that cell
I cut you off still I'm wishing you well Deep in my thoughts I have visions of hell
No they going to feel everything I be saying cuz each time I wrap like I'm spitting in braille

Even Jesus got hit with a nail And my ex had me under a spell
They threw salt on me I ain't a snail didn't kill me it made me prevail
Ain't no shake we threw weight on the scale Vivica I can't wait to exhale
Thinking back when it came in the mail How u bro when u pray that I fail

I had to cut people off I Know they gone hate it I told him its part of the process
Working too hard they calling me crazy see lately I'm all about progress
I come from the bottom I told em I don't want to go back I ain't trying to Digress
My feelings aside I swallow my pride and that was Hard pill to digest

I really came from the PJs I'm just trying to fly on a Pj
Don't f*ck with nobody these days how's the love Real when he's Fake
Glock on me keeps me safe Still got cake like East Bay
Had to tell her I can't bae Show love and get Betrayed

Ain't have pop so I'm thankful for mama had to trap just to get what I wanna
Brody stayed with a stick like a drummer We got pinched and he turned into Gunna
Put respect on my name call me Stunna It get hot in a cell in the summer
Turned my self to a boss was a runna I'm on top ain't no taking me under

Niggas fake and they breaking the rules And u thought that was cool oh
Said she love me I told that bitch roof imma dog call me Cujo
I can't lie I still f*ck wit the ex Take me up when my mood low
I put eight balls on top of the table and stayed wit a stick like it's pool yo

Need my money up front not on back end Gotta keep this shit real ain't no cappin
Know my shit automatic like Mac tens Turned a Buick lesabre to a black Benz
Gave em love and they ain't give it back I can't even lie I hate when that happens
Told my lawyer if they let me out of this cell I promise I ain't going back in

I had to cut people off I Know they gone hate it I told him its part of the process
Working too hard they calling me crazy see lately I'm all about progress
I come from the bottom I told em I don't want to go back I ain't trying to Digress
My feelings aside I swallow my pride and that was Hard pill to digest

I really came from the PJs I'm just trying to fly on a Pj
Don't f*ck with nobody these days how's the love Real when he's Fake
Glock on me keeps me safe Still got cake like East Bay
Had to tell her I can't bae Show love and get Betrayed

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