Thousand Miles

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B Jet

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You know I'd walk a thousand miles if I could
Just
See
You
Tonight
These niggas be hating, fugazy
Shit on these niggas, on any occasion
Been feeling like Canis, we major
Name aint Clark, so no I can't save ya
Aint no mo' asking and shit, I just take
Better cut ya grass, keep ya eye on these snakes
Craving real love, had enough of the fake
I been having this shit, boy I need me a rake
Been hurt so much, now a nigga opaque
still showing love even out in the field
Minding my business, been grinding relentless
You f*ck with my fam, then a nigga get killed
Speaking my heart
I can't help how I feel
Mama be worried, I told her just chill
Cuz it's equipped, and it stay on my hip, if a f*ck nigga try me his cap gettin peeled
Taking these drugs like they helping me heal
Really I'm in a continuous cycle
Not in the mood, boy I feel like Da Baby
My glock pedophilin, he feelin like Michael
Been giving my all, put that shit on the bible
Fully committed, I'll do what it takes
Pushing the pedal, it's down to the metal
I'm really just tryna be one of them greats
Big blessings, God filling my plate
Feeling Godly all white, no Mary no Kate
Like Darby, boy you can't fight fate
Coming from the bottom we gone make sumn shake
Might be delayed but I'm never denied
I'm using my mind, and one step at a time
Pouring my heart,watch it spill on the paper
Injecting my soul into ev-e-ry rhyme
Trust in divine, everything will be fine
Been in my bag, and I'm just getting better
Don't trust nobody, including beside me
The world getting cold so I packed me a sweater
Catch me on top
I'm her header on Twitter
Gone do what they want, just as long as you let em
Mama say get em, you know that I got em
Determined to turn you niggas into nada
Gucci, Louie, Prada
Having them bags cuz I never sleep
1 of 1, yea I'm unique
None of these niggas compete
Ain't even close to my peak
Same size shoes, you aint steppin like me
Tryna put on for the city
I'm tryna make sure that my young niggas eat
Shawty be calling me Reek, hustler baby, gone ask about me
Turning this beat to a feast
Problem
What they gone do about me
Nothing
These niggas aint talking bout shit
And they don't have nun cuz you sow what you reap
Can't take the heat, well then stay out the kitchen
These rappers get bodied, its blood on my apron
I'm tryna stay dangerous nigga
Slightly been feeling cantankerous nigga
Look where the journey has taken us nigga
This shit is forever, no blanking me nigga
A newer Titanic, no sinking me nigga
Ungrateful, but they should be thanking me nigga
Rich in my spirit, and sick with the flow
One of the greatest, you already know
B Jet

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