Fill My Cup

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James Lucid

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I'm feelin like it's 09 I got the sun on my skin
Cuz b**** Its summertime I'm divin head first into  sin
So hide ya purses and kids cuz we live from the incinerator
I got Dutches with no bud and I got buds with no refrigerators
My visions greater than all of my circumstances
Watch me circumvent that shit without the same old song and Dancin
She let me treat her like a canvas just because I'm handsome
I'm clutching something fine like I'm tryna procure the ransom
And I ain't got no phantom tryna roll like Royce tho
I'm 5'6" but 6'5" when I raise my voice bro
Anoint hoes like river Jordan
I'm Rockin timbs edens garden
Animal, I defy the theories of Darwin
James Hardened from the public school era just like my idol
I Been a Rhyme slayer Born for hours of reprisal
I advise you to to crack a cold one
Release your inhibitions
F*ck the world and anything
That tries to keep you constricted uh
No pot to piss in but the pot got us lifted
I had dreams of playin shows and fuckin r and b bitches
Instead I robbed a few riches and fled down the Robert moses
So I got the bolt cutters for foes tryna control us, Hold up

Feel the friction of the world on my soul
I'm holding all my sins and I can't let go
I'm way passed tense I Let the good vibes flow
I stroll slow through hell with both eyes closed

All my life I been dying of thirst
I needed water but they cut us off right after the first
It's gets worse but I ain't trippin I levitate through it all
Ain't an angel like Chris but I accept all my flaws
I'm Ownin all my mistakes and I'm tracin my miss steps
Shit I'm rockin crown of thronz the way I'm mentally vexed
But f*ck it, what's next? Cuz we truthfully can't predict it
Born afflicted on the fast track to getting convicted
Trippin, pullin up with Apple bags full of oregano
They cane back high so I bagged Excedrin and said it's snow
Yall are slow I learned  adult lessons through adolescence
Off the street by the time that ya lawyers approached the Benches
Not to mention I remember when the cheese didn't melt
Putting groceries back on the shelf you can't imagine how that Felt
Hell, I don't believe but I'm ready for whatever fate
I'll know I did my best if I get sent back from heavens gates, wait

Feel the friction of the world on my soul
I'm holding all my sins and I can't let go
I'm way passed tense I Let the good vibes flow
I stroll slow through hell with both eyes closed

Oh, Fill my cup
I been grinding all my life and I still ain't up
But so What
I still feel it my soul
And this is all I'll ever know

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