Reflecting

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Cruzz

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(What's up
They call me CruzZ now, you heard)
I'm reflecting on my life, drawing sketches of my spite
Reminiscing how I used to pour the lean up in my sprite
Messaging my wife, always messing up what's right
Poverty inspired me to change up in the night
Fighting for a dollar only made me hustle harder
With three miscarriages, I could've been a father
And farther down the road, I ended up broke
Wasn't eating for a minute and I didn't have a home
Suicidal thoughts put the chrome to my dome
I was zoned out, thinking how I felt so alone
How I made it out, depression still a question I face
When your percocets laced, tell me what does it take
To move on from a mindset that drugs and crime set
I bet nobody could be what I said
If I die by the gun, then I'll lay in my bed
But I won't let the drugs take over my head
I've been,

Traumatized since birth
Who knew that the devil would be walking on the earth
I'm still rolling up an opp, like I'm rolling up the herb
And I'm rolling down the street, blasting Kenny like he just got shot
When I get 10 mil, then I'll split it with my block
Imma crop, everybody out the frame
If they ain't investing in me, then it is a shame
Cause I never play games when it comes to my pain
I put it in my lyrics for the ones who feel the same
Watch this chain swing while I maintain great things
I've been undefeated when I accept what fate brings
Life been crazy ever since I was a baby
So lately I feel like Haiti, I'm leaving the haters shaky
And maybe I'm just like Hades, or maybe I'm just like Brady
So nobody could replace me, I'm hasty when I get hazy
And I'm faded like Shady, I'm wavy like KD
I'm shooting shit when they in my face, I cannot be replaced
Your favorite rapper ain't safe when I stunt
Like I'm Evil Knievel, I got the diesel
And people say I'm an eagle
I'm flying without a needle, so needless to say
I go harder than the Beatles when I'm feeling this great
Watch me peel off the block when I cop Escalades,
And my flow so sick like a nigga with AIDS
A nigga has made lemonade with the lemons they gave
I'm running the game, nothing the same
I'm raising the bar and changing the pace
Now I'm paving the way, but the pavement I walk on
Remind me of days when I ain't have shit
I made this lit, so I'ma stay humble
With these diamonds on my wrist
I'm confined to excellence, so it's time for you to switch
Occupations when I step into the booth
I leave the microphone blazing

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