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up in the matrix
They all depend on me
I'm a rockstar
I got all these eyes on me
I know I'ma go far
I kinda like it
I cut a lot of people out
Can't

a trick
Or we can do it old fassion and classic and rent out a club
Bring Wyte and the six for the muthafucka and let us tear it up
Either way we gon get

Verse One
You're so fake its plain to see who you truly are,
looking less like a b-boy, more like a movie star,
forget the funk and go hook

to get searched by the cops getting milk
Nigga nine years old, afraid of getting killed
Man that shit is sad, they say comply
And it won't end up bad shit

to make my lyrics move eyy
Inside your head just like a movie
Just like it's Blu-Ray
This is my mood eyy
I thought you would be my friend
Now its coming

I was 12 years old
Just 12 years old

12 years old, on my way to Little League practice
And every day a man stand by the road with a brown bag wavin'

butterflies
Or the pain from old scars
And the river bank talks
Of The Waters of March
Like the end of a strain
There's still joy in yo heart



It's the up,

Niggas act like bitches, soft and sensitive, it’s kinda sad
Shawty wanna smash (Wanna smash)
How ironic cause she wasn’t with it in the past (She wasn’t

It's AB, baby
Let me paint a picture for you
There's an old time bike on the corner that I like
It's the kind with a big wheel in an old film reel

kinda faking 
When I said I was all fine 
We all got problems 
Gotta look at the small signs 

We tryna make a better place 
But it's a hard to say 
When

a rocker
Standing next to
A girl by her locker
Laughs with a friend
Looks like a talker
Both in Guess jeans
It's not a shocker
Oh yeah
Uh huh
It's a yearbook

fruity
Kinda been feeling like my life's a movie
Surrounded by money, nice cars, and booties
Judies love that so they wanna do me
Hitting from the back got

Hello,hello? What's good ?
It's kinda crazy that  you calling
When I was trynna be true; you ditched me for dude but now you here and you all in?
I

don't love your brother
Left my old self I'm clean, hemmed up by G.O.D
Actin' like I'm fuckin' green, list long like a limousine
Got big like creatine,

old fashion
9-5 And low-key trappin 
I'm just tryna make a way 
Like get out the way
Ridin til I see the sun start to fade away

Real life
Don't go

Its really cold
No one to hold
That empty feelings getting old
Your soul is sold
You're on the edge of playing fold
Not growing old
Not into doing

Well, life's on a farm is kinda laid back,
ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack.
It's early to rise, early in the sack thank God I'm

a price to pay
And it don't really matter
Whatever time or day
When it's bout collecting
No they don't play
Niggas don't hesitate to bring an AK like
Sad

atomically
Small but when I release
The nuclear beast
Sets free the charge inside me
Negativity moves freely ahh
So if I write sad song
It means I be bang

So tired of feeling sad
Let's try this instead
So you tell me that you're feeling blue
I want you to know I feel it too
After all the things that

Here I am, once again, all by myself
Even though we promised through sickness and health
It wasn't marriage, but we planned for the lifetime
Sadness

don't need guts to get the glory
I learnt to never define mine by what I see you yours
Cos if I did, then it wouldn't be my story
Happy sad
Hot but I'm

told
I always
Bear it all
Tenfold

I always
Lay it down
How it is

Always know
What you trynna  wish

Sayin I'm cold
Das
How i been

Done 
Grew old
Now
I

niggas Slinging that pipe do they Hit it like me
Yh this is some Sad nigga Shit
You played with my heart So don't get mad when I'm Rich
Fuck it am Sorry