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it is
I think I know every little thing
When truly I barely know a thing
thought by now we'd both be real good
Don't know why we're misunderstood

couldn't walk a little funny
Gotta walk wit a weapon
It's getting crazy by the day
The cops ain't make it no better
But This a message to the Trenches
It's

praying
Any little trouble we've been fasting
Too much troubles by the road side
Onigbagbo owo aiye re e
Many people dem go take make them talk
Na them get

not something you don't really know
So brush it off
Don't let it get to you too much
What they say
They say a lot
But that's not something you really

I was tired of feeling low
Every time you'd run away
I'd play it cool but think too much
About every little thing you'd say
And I would try

Made the money by myself, singly a
little hard work
All night, all night, all night I'm itching for the paper
All night, (you can stay mad at me so

the strain

To the hospital they went
Seeking solace and care
The doctors horrified
The sight was too much to bear
They said no boy should live with such

I ain't ever been too fancy.
I ain't really about those flashin' lights but it would be nice if I could provide that life for my family. Give them

and burning tires
You went out of style, like Pushing P, but you pushing mild
Take these shoes and walk a mile
In my little subset, nobody can compete, I'm

There’s a new crack on my window 
And it’s setting in the pain
And I took too much medicine
Now I’m dancing in the rain 

I said oooh oh 
The wind’s

did a lot of it
I ain't doing much I just get it how Im livin
I know that you my homie understand it's only business
I'ma stay 10 toes down on my

but still don't look so clean
Little did she know, I tried to make her be my Queen
I pop Marley everyday to make me feel that Lit
This world be moving

colors they wore out the paint
I rip up your contract get thrown in your face
Got money to make, I don't care about the clout
You talking too much close

broke, I don't know what they heard
Tunnel vision keep green like God's little Earth
Glock came wit a dick you gon die by the girth
Gatling gun on my side

coming
Ain't my fault, we some young guys, give little fucks, got a lot of money
I just want the money, I just want the gold
These lil ones funny, man they

the phone

It's too much to think about I don't wanna talk about it baby
Please just leave me lone
I gave you my heart
You just played wit it
That's the shit

through holding that tomah-tom, better get down
Tired of fucking with these niggas, I'm showing too much love
Playing with my emotion like Wyrm, hit you

Where's My Bud Light?
It is not here
This is too much!
My head filled with fear
No beer

Well, you see, the thing is
The government's trying

to seem like
We had it all
They closed the gates
Didn't let me in
They said
I was too much down to Earth
You, didn't make the final cut
You don't suit it

Aint got it straight
I know I wasn't unscathed
I had my own little demons
The meaning's coming later
Did niggas a favor
By never dropping
Look where

to see him, had him in his scope
Tied him up with a rope, now we had to drop him off
Dropped off the low, now we gotta cut him off
He was feeling too much

feeling more away
I don't even write as much this music's been astray
Still I find a way to tell my story or the phase
That I figure through the pain

an Angel named Moroni who told
Of Joseph smith of golden plates A little history
Of America, The seed of the Book of Mormon
Black people can join too
God

been pacing lately
But it's just a little satisfaction on the table maybe
But I do not take too much to please, I'm like voodoo, baby
Drive around your