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on my left shoulder
Long days cold nights lyrics by the candle light
I’m just trying to handle life simple like a roll of dice
Same time so precise no

the V.A. missed to a chance to see my baby
While my ‘6’ was getting married I was nowhere to be found 
Shit that’s a lie cause I was breaking down, lemme

breaking, bad
Can't change the past
Only better your future and make it last
Yeah so until the day i die, imma slay these tracks
Yeah, its vegas man

I'm Goro
Blind to the hate like Kenshi
I can sense that energy shifting
At the end of the day that's envy
It's just dressed as bitching
And I don't do

to building a better fan base
Saw the bigger picture by turning the lens landscape
Only to end up losing all of my friends in the end
Breaking down and misusing

Stuck In A Haze
 
I Been Going 
Through A Lot These Days


Thinking Alot 
I Be
Smoking Up
Like 3 To 5 Jays 

Thanking God For The Day
 I Said Fuck

me, when I go actually try
For the people, that wanna go stop by and say hi
You don't gotta lie, but I realize sudden switches every day though
Got

I'm getting better by the minute
Competition trippin
This rap shit is getting boring
I might switch language
Y tu rapero favorito
Lo prendo en un

Growing up, my mother would ease my mind by reminding me that there’s no monsters hiding underneath my bed 
Or hiding in my wardrobe or something

Better duck, protect your noggin
I run it up, you out here joggin, outta breath
I ain't stopping, skipping steps or breaking pace
I could do this shit all

it ain't rough it ain't nothing
Big man Cules raise up and then I start thumping
A nigga always into something, now back in the days
I used to sell

a hospital in Valdosta for twelve whole days
I would've gotten out of there sooner if my
Doc wasn't so fixated on drugging me up
Instead of realizing what

couple days, I been scared to buy shit
I'm just tryna do it right on the first try
I been tired of fucking it up when I botch shit
Someone better get me

myself I'm my own worst enemy
I feel I ain't shit
I've been hoping and dreaming to be a success
See how the other half live
Ay
Tryna be better I wanna be

hit you
Soon as you said it, you regret it
I keep my chest like gas stations unleaded, fuck you
Shit's Breaking Bad in the hood, man
It's all good

too much booty to grab
Typing this poem
With minimal effort
You won't see me breaking a sweat
Musically different
I'm using a method
That you better

need it for my recipe 
Every day, a flower spending time for hours 
Holding hands and hugs I think that I'm in love
Baby like some Tyler meet me by

you mean "hold up", what was wrong with that?
That shit not better than the first one
I'm taking this track over nigga
A'ight nigga, punch me in
I'm

never. So that's why I tell you my daughter is better
She shows more grace than I can. World in my palm tell me how much longer
Till I'm breaking my hand.

longer
Till I'm breaking my hand. The days I survived, I'm proud of myself

For just staying alive. I doubted myself, counted out, shut it out
Still fell

like a biller but I may be just another number
Cos I never wanted my sins taken by our father
With the parts of me I'm breaking they could make another

of a rope,
But gotta get doe, even though,
401K, won't keep me afloat, 
Not my lifestyle, Murder She Wrote,
Paycheck gone, like murdered by notes,
Past 65,

vows and breaking them
I feel like Samson
And through those times I've never been abandoned
Your love never left me by a fraction
So everywhere I walk

I’ve been pulled (Like I’m an)
Old fucking sweater I'm
Pullin’ and grasping at straws
Tryna sue this dude who breaking the law
Coulda spent time on my