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I got all that Shakespearean knowledge kind of a burden but good for college
I go to school and pay attention to things that you could never

nigga to death
Mama was strugglin', Doin' the best that she could
By herself, no fuckin' help, And on top of that shit, I was a burden
Bein' a troubled

cones back to back 
Atlanta where I'm at 
You can read it off my hat 
If I'm not there check the map I'm everywhere doing laps 
Around the globe scoping

She just want me that's a long ride
Felony got my switch that's long time
If you not with me then don't ride
All my set bout that shit they gon slide

the clothes for autumn
maybe that was the point at which you forgot
when things began to change
and my smile felt forced for the first time 
curious

Yeah

Well you never know
Life rough oh us in Aurora know how to role
My touch is the puff and apparently musical like
Ashes to ashes we all fall

through my third eye
You popping pills just to get by
I'm smoking gas that's how we ride
I hit that bitch up I'm tryna slide
Yves Saint Laurent I ain't

selfish you that's my recipe
To be a better me, live by my own tempo
I'm investing cash you would have spent on a stone bezel
Inner drive as a Porsche

on
Pressure pressure pressure point it
And I'm anointed on
See what I'm snacking on
See I see what I see what I'm snacking on
Delayed gratification
I won't stop

the mirror, all i see is realness
Real niggas do real shit
Im grippin on the pen and pad tryna write some real shit
Could give a fuck if you feel this
Im lookin

They betta watch where they point the aim 
You gon meet the maker 
This is holy ground 
More then 40 acres 
You ain't ride wit me 
Take the walk of shame

world, you lost your kin folk
Way out the stars, just open the window
Hitting so loud till it's a crescendo
Down in the rabbit hole, lost in limbo
In your

the pain that you witness
That garbage won't sell, no chance of debut
Fuck writing rhymes you could dance with the crew
They listen to trap they won't answer

somewhere that we could never go
No tracks by the rov from apolo 
The landers scotch tape, foil, and poles
The earth should look bigger than the moon in its

to take aI'm and never miss
Because my I'mpact is measured by my hit list
Some new method or mantra to remember, so truly
If this message find you well then

Steady
Bitch, yeah
See I was gon make a song called practice but I'm the MVP
I get pissed if you try to charge my bitch a damn entry fee
Skydiving in

to reality in actuality I wish I could stay but damn I got to get away
I said I got to get away
Because I'm feeling that I'm feeling you and we might get

You could get knocked the fuck out like you Ben Askren
GMF from Baltimore, man, I feel like Jackson

ain't no scale that Could rate her
Lil baddie point Dexter!
Cum like the rain she be wetter
She Cry for another round
That's her only Vendetta
Talk bout

burst
Next ride is a stretched hearse, then you're covered with fresh dirt
I tear through with a air view, I soar with the wind
Quotes are like ropes

I remember thinking how could someone love me but leave me without saying goodbye
Had to learn that nothing waits for you, including time

Had

from within
But I realised I'm sleeping
So I'm dreaming now
Like you niggas never needed
All these facken nails so it could hold you down
Continue

deep in thought

Outside the story of he a hustler
No magazine but rhyming like he be busta 
Handful of years nobody who he could trust but
Made a lil

sounds nice, let's bet it on a game of dice
He lit a joint
All you gotta do is hit your point
I'm thinking seven or eleven I go straight to heaven
I shook