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feet below
Lay low
Put a gram in my nose
Smoke blunts till I can't feel my toes
Tell your punk friend he don't want smoke
Lord knows this shit ain't no

places yet
And they already hating
These niggas don't know what they are still
I already fazed it
This gold on me ain't new
This drip on me exclusive
My

Independent with my own team
I don't need a helping hand to slow me down
But let me tell you what i need
(What I need)
I need you by my side
Now put your body

elomii
Tomode tagba industry shii maa fojure womii
You wey talk say you no go support me ma worry ko need
Put yourself for my shoes jhoor nah oversize e go

got shit I gotta pay 
So If you ain't payin the tab then it ain't shit I gotta say 

Runnin they runnin they runnin me down 
All on my insta got cake by

myself back then that
“This is not a life you’ve been living,
This is just a lie that you’ve been given,
They don’t care they’re just manipulatin'.”
But if

they come from
It's no place for me
Concrete and traffic
As far as the eye can see

I came home to the country
To put my roots back down
Vowed I'd live

time tryna be like the Lord
It's all by his grace and the love that he pours
He's set me on a high place I was feeling so poor
I've heeded his word I

Call me crazy for coming back
I'm making plays like a running back
Had to learn they don't love you like that
So I'm coming back home
I'm coming back

all for you, cause you don't owe me nothin
Let the haters hate up on the side while I roll this blunt
Let the haters hate up on the side while I roll

to cause an incursion
Too many versions of me yah aint deserving
Aint believe in myself
Took me forever to put God first and nobody else
Took a toll on my

in this Cadillac In this Cadillac
Pardon me pardon me
friends turn into enemies
I'm hated by a lot of men
who equally are sinners mehn
You Crazy and in

your mind
What do you leave behind
There's nothing left to see
Of all that's left for me
All I can do is stare
At castles in the air
There's nothing left

of my mind
That molly ain't nothing to play with, them cruisers put me to sleep
I'm nodding off the sizzurp, you know that I'm staying geeked
Don't tell

money with the Vans with that fuckin' thrash
Niggas wanna play, I'm swerving lanes, hope I don't crash
Now she wanna get money with me, sayin' that she

pray they open they ears and they listen to His voice
God is speaking loud and clear
You just gotta silence the noice
So this track is me going and me

killed me
Now I'm on that free zone

Time to put in work
Got tired of always getting hurt
Getting close to faded
I just need a couple shots

Man all these

The Cold Has A Voice
It Talks To Me
Stillborn By Choice
It Airs No Need
To Hold

Old Man Feels The Cold
Oh Baby Don't
Äcause I've Been Told
Stay

can't deny what isn't real
We can not love what we don't hate
No heaven above, hell is our fate

I have looked upon all the universe has to hold of horror

at
Distancing myself
I'm by my lonesome, no don't call me back
Chip up on my shoulder don't take no argument with if I know ya
Hard to get closer with people

and I'm taking a toke
Got me hella elevated on the ganj of the smoke
And I'mma speak a tone
That goes and rattles a bone
And don't be all mad when I'm

Don't go way , go way
Okay, okay
Let it go way, go way
I been all out my way
Lately its like always
Years go by I never check the time
I never make my

Believe in self it's all a mindset 
And I ain't even in my prime yet 

I don't talk 
I'm just tryna make these rhymes flip 
My dime bitch 
She hold

The cold has a voice
It talks to me

Still-born by choice
And it airs no need to hold
Old man feels the cold
Oh, baby, don't

'Cause I've been told: