Purge

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Uh, uh
Daily writtens
'23, my aim is itching
Not for ain't shit decisions, I'll maintain a sentence
Killing beats so much, shit, might maintain a sentence
The pen my murder weapon
Convert the hurt to etching
The gretchens all up in my face, I curve and earn my essence
Back from satan's clutches
Upfront with all the substance
Intaking green and dutches
Want smoke with all my rough ends, sometimes, I feel I've toughen
Sat in silence so long, I'm listening to nothing
Made advice but taking nothing from no one
Ready to purge my best friends
Said my worth wasn't next, man
Sediment in my sessions
Don't settle in successes
Learn your lesson
You're blessed and christened, I'm living
Breath just keeps giving and earth just keeps spinning
But hurt will reap, willing to dig some dirt
Feeling so weak in the present
The crescent set, as mentioned
This death for a pension
9 years and he gained ascension, we moving different
These clips won't end, they pick a block and spin
He playing with blocks, the bleeding won't stop
And how I get on beats tryna slide, making bops
I be trying just to make it to the top
Without pushing plight
I'm on the books to fight
The knowledge took his life
They dumping cans this time
Y'all do a dance, it's fine
Duck from the plan, it's fine
Duck from the plan, it's fine
Yeah
Back up from the vision
I'm actually the menace
Fax, I been depleted, my back had no defending
I can't bother with fission
I'm back from those decisions
Assertive when these nerds hiding
Serpents be in church, in your face smiling
The world's spineless
See niggas eyeing
The purge occurs less decided
The clique's dying, yuh
The clique's dying
It's supposed to be gang shit but where the gang went?
I'm been wondering and angry that I can't flame this
Niggas judging this
My aim miss, no motivation
I been tumbling, this lame shit I've been contained in
Self-inflicted wounds, knowing what pain is
But can't avoid the majors
Nigga motives always changing
I'm on the same shit
On the totem, been on main shit
Can't have the same bliss
It pains me to say this but there's no one I can hang with
No face-to-face shit
Rap niggas can't create, y'all be so complacent
I bet niggas waiting til I'm A-list
The test wasn't shit, no playing games shit
The check don't got trust when the fame hits
I crept and the leeches in my face
Bitch, no fazing, so underrated
But I'm tripping, judging niggas in my circle
Hard to explain this
Blame fits
I'm sorry for all the lost essence
Schedules keep pedaling and I seem Iess invested
No progression, all the lessons that I left untested
Home-team disappointed by my limp inflections
This for all my real ones, I been overstepping
I know that we love confessions but I had stretch it
Steady tunnel vision makes me lose perspective
I'll try to do my best, shit
Back up from the vision
I'm actually the menace (Yuh)
Fax, I been depleted, my back had no defending
I can't bother with fission
I'm back from those decisions
Assertive when these nerds hiding
Serpents be in church, in your face smiling
The world's spineless
See niggas eyeing
The purge occurs less decided
The clique's dying, yuh
The clique's dying

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