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Yeah,
Guidance,
Babe I need a little guidance,
Why can’t we stop all this fighting,
When me and you clash its like lightning up above,
Frightening

would swervin
But I got that lane assist
And adaptive cruise control
Wolfman don't do accidents
When they heard your new flow
Homie mass exodus
Ima let

I don't care about best in the rap scene
I don't care if you mention my name
Won't rest in the game, ahead in my lane
Hoodie up high when I enter

Like oh shit, bros so violent 
Brothers on the road wanna show no silence  
Mothers on their own wanna show no guidance 
Roll with the sirens 
Like

In my insecurities
I know the cure
Got to inject accordingly
No rate
Only God could cover me
So open the lane for me now
Cause I'm looking for guidance

that I’m still alive
I know I’ve done wrong I had no guidance I was ill advised
I had to kill my pride
Dead is how I feel inside
Lately I don’t feel

And I’ve been down on my ass now on my ass now for too long yaya and I’ve been speaking to the reverend I need some guidance a nigga helpless ya

Stepping on this road and we stepping very cautious
Praying for some guidance and we do it very often
Dive in my Bible cause I find it very calming
He's

I wake up in the morning brush my teeth and then I pray
I be askin god for guidance just to help me through the day
Yeah I know we talk in private

goin' through my mind. I need some guidance

I might just pour up a cup cause I don't know what to do
All these bitches playing games. They like to pick

the shift up
I switch up lanes, writing bars and light the piff up
I spit up change, that's money
Bitches didn't want me back when I was bummy
I used to beg

the game wet 
Haters I suggest you do a lane switch
Darth Vader sonning all these stars ima lay ya bitch
Stay equipped with a gram and a torch so I'm Stay in

The cool breeze kiss my cheek
No destinations just open road
Nowhere to be nowhere to go
Set adaptive cruise control
Relax and blow cigar smoke
Feeling free

seeing and acting and being adaptive
I'm leading the captain, smoking a J 
With the Crew, fuck it okay if you do it
Your way then it's cool, to hell with

this is my year, ugh
23 In my veins, 24 with the range
Only spot in my lane, tried so hard to contain
Now get the fuck out my way
Thought I was wordy,

still ain't never passed it
Hit it then I quit it, cause I knew it never lasted
Told me that she different, bitch I am adaptive

Got these bitches

flame, no glocks ta Hold so he won't aim, never been In a known gang
No switching, he'll stay in his Own lane, it's me, I don't need to Be famous, I'd

I say I'm adaptive
And came out with runtz
Like that shit was my passive
My brain is too massive
For strains that ain't actively
Keeping me up
Keep

scares me
The talent that you seeing is only a fraction
I keep on winning even when you subtracting
You ain't winning coz you fail to be adaptive
Life is

Cannot even tell what time it is
(What time it is)
I'm traveling
Can't even tell what time it is
(What time it is)
In my own lane
I'm Taking over my own

a goddess
I pray that I needed some guidance
In places where no one could find us
A foreign, she looking exotic
I had to cop an exotic
She flying and talking

Get to the bag then never let up
Ain't never doing too much stay in my lane
We not the same yeah
Run up on me could get dangerous
Just watch whatchu

I took a trip down Belsize Lane
Like I had done time and time again
That lane could drive any man insane
And through itʼs hills I wouldnʼt find my

I took a trip down Belsize Lane
Like I had done time and time again
That lane could drive any man insane
And through itʼs hills I wouldnʼt find my