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Tie up my shoes
I'm back in the race
I'm working these hours so I can get paid
What was you saying
Say to my face
I'm holding it down it ain't up for debate
So I ran to the bank
And I go get a fade real quick
Line it up like my pay well spent
Smoke away all the pain
I woke up early today you know I got something to say
I'm twenty a blessing the essence of adolescence
Leaves my body I'm stressing
Now pressing it good
Making impressions I should
Drag a pull up off the wood
And blowing it back
Put the pound back in the sack
Double it down on the map
Cause I gotta move tie up my shoes
I gotta win how can I lose
Well what if I fell off a mountain survived
And counted my sorrows and hope that I die
Or what if I spend all my money get high
And bring all my sorrows with me in the sky
Family wondering if I'm alive
I'm chilling alone so don't f*ck up my vibe
I'm hearing some voices but deep in my mind
I bury like everything else inside
Back and I'm popping like fourth of July
The bodies that drop off a thirty be high
Euphoria please nothing less will suffice
The feeling it's giving me stay for the night
I'm knee high in shit that I did from a while back
Making dumb actions like a kid
Addicted to making a plan but I don't act
Was I really born with a gift
Now it's getting hard just to live
I'm pushing my car up the hill
Going raw dog in her grill
I'm eating the cake like a meal
But I cut back like a grown man
With the pots and pans at the crib
Been baking the bread for the dope man
With my good hand moving product and shit
And we never cross each others lane
Cause we know we both got a stick
I'm writing my life on the line
Putting metaphors up in this bitch
Now I'm driving foreign at my work
Got her lifting up her skirt
Underground so that means under the dirt
Grabbing my words out the locker of hurt
Hog like a boss how he chopping my bricks
Notice a stain and we go hit a lick
You can ask God cause that's my witness
Never gave a fat f*ck about the likes or bitches
But I gotta keep it up if my life is in this
Got to fight the feelings got to write what's in me
Let me take the speed up
Know I kept you waiting
Wait another couple months
With anticipation got a revelation
Music for the world
Kick your feet up while I wet my curls
I love a good 808 can't you hear the sound
The bass up windows down when I'm on the town
And when I'm up on top I go round for round
A little track for my people when I come around
A little hot sauce
Promise me you can keep it on the low
What's the deal
Chronic knocking I think that I want to up
Hit the G up
Late nights, cold sweats no this ain't how I should feel
Pop A three oh
Now my mama out driving her to the parole officer
Shit

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