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pipe game
Now she in her feels
Like a pet when I leave she waiting By the window sill
Hear this beating down ya block
Scary neighbors call the cops
Kids

feelin
I know he felt so alone I hate to think about it
Tryin block it out my mind, have a Drink about it
But it dont work, hoping dat it dont hurt
All

This new era would embarrass ya
It's time to change the narrative
If you ain't got the heart to kill don't assassinate my character
No amateurs
Run

I stroke ya
Slid some kids right cross her tracks, resemble rollercoasters
Might watch a vid' and reenact so we can get off on all of the closure

(Fire)
267 so alive, all of us we grind cause the dream never died
Try to block it out what I see online
Cause shorty so real said my pants so fine

wanna do
We packing from Calabasas
She a college kid
I know that she starting classes
I'm off a xan
Why you niggas playing
I'm spinning the block
It's

She know a place where troubles die
Replaces them with hazy highs
Her mother is preoccupied with choosing her new hair

She hops the fence with

tattoos
Guns for all of that bad news
Drugs for all of my nights too
I jus wanna pay my bills
And play my shows
And raise my kids
And rep my Set
That's CGF

Aye
Smoke a cigar in the day by time it get night I'll be fucking a cuban
They keep up with my life like I'm Jesus hard to believe that I'm really

the big boys
Yeah, you know they gotta keep me on the felon block
Yeah, well, you know what we always say:
"Of course it's political 'cause it's always

be on the big screen with dollars and big bling
Instead I'm upstairs at my momma house releasing my kids on yo bitch teeth
She gave me a strip tease

or titties
A kid growing up long time fan of biggie
Drop this ball be silly
No choice but to kill this you dig me
Ready for this since a new born
Lot of yall

the fucking truth is over
Took my soul
But I never let go
Didn't lose control
I ain't Usain Bolt
I took things slow
But I took too long
Now a boy fucked up by

the credit to a higher power
Cause he's watching over this kid
It's been alot of times that I was out of line
And I was undermining his lit
I was on the grind

that this kid plays
My new captain knows where they roll
Where they go to stash all the things they stole
A small moon behind the 4th planet
That they

by Cerrone cause he dead (Yeah)
Sent a cash app for the bag, what it for it say
Last year I lost low key, tied the score, we got
Fuck that little bit

with a life that's pretty rough
Police let it spray on the block
Good kids, bad guys, all capped by the law
Lived their whole lives gettin' chased by

alone wishing that you didn't die
Moving constant; always was is we the new guy
Thinking about the time I had with you and how it flew by
Switching

it's their 18th
Man this shit hurt, having to see my loved ones placed in the dirt
We need a change
We need a new voice to block out this hurt and this

means
Necessary by February it'll be a new situation for me
My headphones on
Playing my song
I don't mean no harm
Its just been a long day, I would rather

be

I'm the new kid on the block
I'm designed to shock
I'll talk the talk
And walk that motherfuckin' walk

Dear mr. warhol
Dear mr. warhol
Dear mr.

not stocked with writtens!
With every passing moment
Time is ticking
And I know that
I'm not getting by with old shit 
Plenty weeks but I aint wrote in

the steps and crossed that line
I learned what it meant by "money is time"
So keep up my grind, you wasting my time
This shit is mine, you stay on my mind
Uh,

And for that bail fuck a bondsman, strip down that stoley
Wrist motion got the kid playing by the corner
I'm seeing new fiends they tell me man it's getting