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letting people get to close 
Cuz they always hurt you the worse
And that you will shut yourself out from the world 
To cope with emotions but it never works

deemed a success and a flashy one

My brain was gently rewired to be inspired by every day life
It was like a light turned on in my mind and remained so

Its your boy surex kiss
Vicky splash they here so
Make we talk about emeka na
Eiiii
Splash
Emeka don fuck up
Emeka fuck up for street shey you know

try take food out my muddas mouth then it's anarchy
Raised right
Still aggressive
Nu make me slide on you twice so you get the message
Izzy boy it can

lack talent
Still could make it far
Know a friend who got a classic album
Get no plays at all
I work for everything I ever had
I could never fold

it's hard to face facts
I'm the most prolific yeen ain't heard of, I'll probably stay that
Veteran talk mixed with a reverends walk
Giving life by

But I’m just shinin’ /
niggas know I be grindin’/
No skateboard, I don’t chase whores /
Got an album out and it’s in stores/
You fuck niggas still doing

assets
I’m still thanking God for all my blessings
Plate full of Wins, no seconds
I go to war without a weapon
Coz The lord is my Shepard
Praying to God,

back-dooring
I'm really known out here for scoring
I took the ball and I really scored it
I don't wanna go through this still afraid
Afraid for the lives I know

got it before them, Why?
Just look around you for a second
Observe your surroundings and
Know that you're
Probably a step away from tragedy
This is

I was only 6
Mama moved me out the islands
I was only 7 and alone
I was silent
When I turned 8
I do wonders with my writing
By the age of 9
You could

Bus ticket for Eugene
The price, two hundred ninety-eight dollars and eighteen cents, stung, but it was still my lifeline
If I had spent that two

his hands behind his back
He hit me about seven times and I knew that it was brass
I said ah nah, he really need to get it
And by the look on my face,

feeling it 
I know I am a king and that's why I been revealing this 
While y'all still up on the bottle I been driven in full throttle rising to the top

comes it goes
Till then sit still and listen while
I make these notes

Remember 7th grade
Mixing tech in the lemonade
Everyday was pleasant waste of time

up, then spit you out, it's my bitter encore
My eloquent rhetoric is the reason why I'm so adored
A-U-T-I-S-T-I-C, yeah, yup, that's me!
Still craving

gushy, gushy, shit you won't smell
One-seven on that fuckin' scale, shit I won't sale
Unky taught me sellin' by the bell, I don't want no L's
Bitch, I'm

wasn't born with no one hand-in-hand
You'd think they was on Acid way they asked for a second Chance
I don't care bout the awards that's what I mean by

wild, sharp around, edges, hat is from Kung Lao
I get loud like hood women and the weed man they cussing out
Cause he fucking 'round with a one seven

And the way you held me close
Cause now you say that you don’t miss me
Makes me think it’s all for show
I remember how your lip balm tasted
Cause every second

of birth our perception is blurred
In a word, see the world through a fisheye
Like, my turf's better that yours, it's a curse
No matter the worth, you still

they don’t say they don’t fuck wit me 
They don’t, I keep it movin’, I’m accompanied by many 
I put my heart in to my story, and trust me, now I got

Faster yea they want it faster yea, uh (They want it faster)
Tell em all I’m fasting yea
Aye yo, I go by the name Sean Cosy
And I wanted to rap to y’all

Anything go wrong and yeah you put the blame on me,
I wasn't born strong but still I wasn't meant to bleed,
Fuck you know about being judged by the people