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you here tomorrow you gone ?
Wish my nigga Chuck was here to see the gang live on
Live on
Pass through so many mess, oh lord save me
Daddy die since

a penitent stare
Wrong things got me stressed out, demons everywhere
If you wanna live lavish, then you gotta make a deal
I don't wanna die young, but I might

Ha Ha
Yeah
You are know in tune with EA Jones
Hottest young nigga in the zone
Ha Ha
Yeah
Ha
I was questioning god
When I paid for my sins
Do my dirt

do’in what they 
Think they should to make the money to live?
They’re walk’in by, they’re walk’in by, 
They walk by you they get a little bit of eye

compose the rugged, I woulda written yo' shit too
But you ain't got enough money in your budget, dude fuck it!
Step up and get your whole band slaughtered

feed em they won't bite your hand
But they lied you still get backdoored by your man
So many people wanna make it out of here alive
Well, bitch, all I

Different breed thorough bread from the bottom
Young nigga coming up from ice trays sipping tap water 
Battle of bands drums spraying like a windex bottle
I

heathens
Pleading, give the kids
Something to believe in
Let them know a young
Black male can succeed in
Today's society
Live in sobriety
Remember you ain't

TB1 let's go now
Yeah, yeah
Young billy dey here
cnd Marizu

Sometimes a man wan give up now
give up yeah
Sometimes a man wan give up now
give up

9 here is the 9 on my side
You don’t wanna get shot 9 times
Know you pussy but you still don’t got 9 lives
My moral compass aint pointing at true

Over here trying to complain about the flaws in my gift
You know my raps are present, the old sold is very pleseant
Saying Time Is Money? Well Honey my

life
And i cant trust nobody else
Do it by myself
Nobody lend a hand when i was asking them for help
Now its gucci on the belt, bands on the shelf
Back

stop by the gun safe 
'Cause I got so many I could sift through
We don't beef on Facebook or tweet the playbook
'Cause we really gon' come get you

not time to let 'em show
Drop it low, drop it low
Cuz your haters wouldn't know
If you're stressing, let it go. Got some bands we finna throw
We (Drop

die young, bury me with bands I know by my time's up, I'ma be the man
Flying higher off the dust like I'm Peter Pan Think I need a xan
Time rewinded

Gang gang gang gang
You know what the fuck it is nigga
All this pain and these  problems
Man I was young and we was robbing Setion 8 apartments
My

you!
Im the upper Echelon
Getting fucked up with Elon
Binging a south park marathon
Eating chicken parmesan
From mike’s diner
Black lives matter, im

rounds up, yeah I got them quite scared
You got a buzz but I am lightyears ahead of my peers
Mounted above the fire, I'm a live wire
On the mic it's

Run shit here, ya'll just live here
Smino-ly Bible I live by
Cross my heart, hope to die nigga if I'm lying
Only bands make me march
I beat the odds

down
Look at the movement
We started
We really them guys
Young turnt niggas
Sell out a show today
Residual plays
We getting our racks up
You know we here

got choices that's that shit make you a man
You might shoot that gun today and then tomorrow it might jam
See I'd rather focus on the bands
We had to go

swallow that nut and she let you record (EEEWWWWW)
She work at the bank, but she down for that fraud
Tap in Navy, she put bands on them cards (BLLLDDRRRR)

I let inferiors think they above me
Right
Just give me the light
The rock band doing you dutty
Feeling lovely
Pocket full of dough
A little drunk

lip torn tattered sash hard ass cast and crew can support though, 
A band of young bandits never destined to grow, 
Live in the mouth of the island