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guess 
What?
That gone stay on my hip
I keep on moving by myself
Until my bitch want to trip
Im Teaching from my hood
Comsence
Get off yo ass and get rich

nigga pat g swear I miss him
Them Akron streets gone cause a issue
So I gotta keep that pistol
I went from playing sega and that Nintendo
To ninas 40cals

brother so it's two of us 
But I know some water thick as blood so it's a few of us 
RIP John, no man knows his time so I'm gone use it up 
RIP Mook, my

to think. Yeh
All I know is get paper no time to eat
St. Nick done missed my stocking since the age of 13
Just tryna make a profit collect it by any means.

as water and turn to blood 
I got it out the mud that early bird waiting on his fucking grub
In these street you can't afford to show no love 
Pussy nigga

sound
There is still life in Metachthonia

The water runs so deep
I've seen so many taken by the will of the stream
But I must cross to the warmth

routes 
I didn't sell no weed 
Put food in my mouth and 
Shoes on my feet
Out with the boys
We ran the streets
Grew up real quick 
From all the shit I've

My bitch look like she model maybellien
Ion love the streets i love the fein
Heard it's beef that ar got a red beam
Knock a nigga out his Amari Jeans

I was trained by the master
But now I've surpassed him
Leaving any enemy in front of me dead
There is pain in my laughter
After the fact I'm erasing

No time for stupid amends
Craving for future, and where it depends
Which one of these cobblestone streets it may end
In light of the story

three gods on the track, way more in the group
We goin big, gimme that loot
Back stabbers gone get the boot
Kick em out on the street on their asses

like I'm down
That just goes to show that realness gets exposed within these sounds 
Giving my prayers to Lauren London, gotta be crushed by all these

niggas to feel threated niggaz got bold since sef been gone 
Imma land slide close to home rolling stone advertise realness street 
Niggaz cant feel this

the mud
Straight by them 
Florida waters

I'm starting to get sick 
And I'll never get better 
Think I'm 
Dying tomorrow 
From my flows 
Or whatever 

Let's

there in a teakwood bowl 
And by the Grace of god 
The passersby all gave it a nod 

In the hour of frozen lips 
You can see the water and all the ships

I got these hoes by the neck 
Line up to meet me that's just how it is
Everybody see me, I do not stress
Cuz all god gave me was these beats

bluff
All my homies riding
And they ready for whatever
Ain’t got no water guns
But them guns will wet you
Chick by my side
And she ready for that pressure

So much self-loathing
In your high-end high street clothing
So live while you're alive
There's only us now
As the cities rust down

Gone by 65
No

don't know about them
Drip drop out his mouth like a water faucet going tip tap
Pop and now we got a lot of little fires going
In the back in the front

think you're lit but you're dark as night
They say this life goes by so fast
You better buckle and hit the gas
Thought you left me in your past
But I'm

and raised by the dark blue water
In between the suburban hills
Always there with a smile on your face
You worked harder than your human skills
All the love

(Backseat)
We gon' have him running like a trackmeet
When we clappy
When we catch him on the back street
And my shooters stay with me (With me)
And they down

the bread
Sheek, Zeke, Hell Rell
And I got some in the Feds
I contradict what ever the government says
For them boys on my back wit
Them bugs by my bed
They

the fault
They speak of milk and honey but
Im getting water and salt
Let me retort: it ain't a sport
They lie by default more promises of hope
More blood