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you ain't rolling me
These by my sons tell 'em go to sleep
Lil' homie wants to hold the heat, then he best be ready to blow the heat
I be trying to stay

really wish that you would stick around
Know I got some people that's depending on me just so they can brag
And I don't got a prob with that
Know I got

time
Or thinkin I'm greater than the God put His life on the line
Just wanna, cook for ya, get something on that stomach
Depending on if you are ready

rollin up celery 
you stuntin on niggas
My brothers keep tellin me 
groupies on groupies 
that means booties on booties
I love me a cutie 
back in

bitches be tripping
Lil nigga but she said I be hitting

Get the fuck back I ain't missing
Doot doot that bitch gon hit you
All my motherfuckn brothers in

bushwick
Surrounded by some killers and drug dealers all the cops was crooked
So I had to make things better that depending all on me
I tried to let go

the lesson's out
By ourselves, met a girl on the exit route
Aw shit, that's a new beginning
Depending how you see it, I be newly winning
Not losing plenty, no

you have to face the truth
If you want it, thats on you
New route for the sprout, shit
I'm waterin my Roots 
Future family trees are depending on me

Nighttime, clear skies in the summertime

The hood don't offer that type of view or type of vibe
Sometimes I free, sometimes I write, depending on the mood

me grew up resisting…
Steadily persisting against police brutality, tribalism, many anomalies ma gee… Depending on vicinity,
The white man knows my

on they start hugging dick like a pair of chinos
You ain't my brother no hermano y no chico
I ain't gon keep teaching this shit for free
Depending on myself

exist
But since the apocalypse
I'd say my brothers only play styx

And still we keep entertained
Because the enemies tied up outside
Get cigarette burns

I gotta lay low
Why you wanna see me fall I was out on the block duckin' halos
I ride wit' it on me
I gotta stay a hunnit
Niggas I hate those
I pray

of baggage
Feeling like I can save the world by my lonely
If you my woman, be that but I also need you to be my homie
Shit gets rough, we get in a rut, see me

me
Indecisive with a group of bad hoes, I want all three
You know I stand by T1E, if it's a problem, then call P
I been trying to get in contact with

Yea
This the end right here
Perfect
Right before I close these curtains
I wanna tell you I love you I rather do it in person
It's urgent
I'll dissect

depending on me
Tryna reconnect to find guidance from my pop we can't find time to agree
I wish that my grandpa was there through his life he would have been

ain't punk
And despite what you hear in this it ain't funk
This a cult life where you under the spell of my sound
No rock or classification

on pushing daily so my brothers ain’t never 
Up at the bank and looking dumb demanding bread from the teller
It’s a way you can maneuver you just gotta move

Serving probation
Didn't think it would happen
At least you got out, made a name, had more compassion
I can see it in your passion
Didn't end up

a million split it with my brother Boo. Staring in the mirror like they can't fuck with you.
I'm staring in the mirror like they can't fuck with me, so I

Passengers evacuate you have to weigh the versions
Murky certains concerning the bleeding cursive
Versus the interface related to the service
Knee scraped

don't empathise
I would never call you brother then go switchin' sides
Sophomore in this bitch, nigga we on
It feel like my first timе goin' above

truest OG’s just caught two centuries 
Another just got gunned down by two police 
Rest In Peace now everybody’s trying to lean on me
And my shoulders