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as well
But my mind, my mind's still under your spell
Just keep me steady while I get ready
To let go of yesterday
None of this feels real
Teach me how

yo, at this point the stakes are high, so am I
Flat on my back I watch the clouds drift by
Now who am I? AC and I never say die, why? 
Cuz to the ART I

(Kotetsu on the beat)
(You ready, K?)
You drought me
I'm falling
I know the worst is coming
Don't know where
I'm going
Can't get out from this

on my grind so I can leave this shit behind
Make the stars align I'm something that you cant define
Different by design way I spit my rhymes divine
I'll

shining
Put it all in motion, I'm aligning
I can feel this moment is defining
Waiting way too long, it's perfect timing
Not like you niggas, I'm too private

to scratch
Lotta labels pushing fables by these goofies in rap
I been silent, keepin' quiet, now I'm ready to snap
I opened up, I'm in the cut, but where

prayer meeting
I'm on my way
I enter road, I start to move
(Skrrrr)
As I step inna the place now
Everybody's speaking in tongues
There is someone by my

Let's go get some fetti
Just pass me the fetti
I need me some fetti
Pass me the fetti
And the big booty broad no belly If she ready
I can buy your hoe's

I be ready to fuck ova a nigga
If you was dea from da beginnin you gone blow wit a nigga
Said ima stand fo what im reppin it aint no hoe in me nigga
I

with the fee-fi-fo-fum
All I needs a little drummer boy
Parum-pa-pum-pum
And my lung and I be
Ready to go son
Yo
Peep my flow, no
Don't make shinobi

can’t lie but this shit gotta end
Got hit by this
One time not again
Gonna pass on this
Gotta kill this thing
I’m real on me
With the boys outside
AP

When the sun comes out to shine
I am not ready for the light
This pressure I am feeling gets more real as the days go by
I'm relying on things

have taken place and so they continue
It is not guns that are the common denominator to these horrific events
Some occur with knives, axes, and even

let innocents die
By own hands, I gave up all I believed in

This is my story
Of losing everything I loved
Bury her remains within me
I wish somebody

Put my phone on DND light one up bitch I’m stressin
Grab a pint of Henny vibe alone not to be messed wit
I been thinkin bout the fake love that I’m

wish that you would take the wrong turn
Truth is I'm not ready for this journey to end
Wanna extend the high
We've been apart too long under the same

I'm not going to dap ya 
My goons are going to step up to you but they ain't going to attack ya 
Like that time I was beat with sticks
Multiple kicks I

bitch
Uh dada-doom dada-doom
How it sound bitch
Shoot with my left like Ginóbili
She wanna fuck
But that bitch do not know me
Talking that shit
But you

I lost my reason
Seems like the want has left me
Still it's the season
To make amends, not ready for that yet

I lost my reason
To what I thought

by their own hand 
Their own will
All because they cant provide 
The all mighty 
Dollar dollar bill,yall
Everywhere i go
Everywhere i see
C.R.E.A.M

Use to call me Curtis Snow 

Had to plant a seed 
I ready had to grow 
Sorry if I bipped ya robbed ya 
Woah 

That was just Buice 
Addicted to dope

it, sad avenue
Nothing ever works
Year to year
Week to week
We are just living by the hope
That never gets realistic
Sad Avenue
I'm from a place where

Better be ready for hits
Catch you while you blinking
Soon as you sitting to take a shit
They Pouring
You in them bowls like pourage
They group you up

But I wasn't ready to say goodbye
And every moment passing by
Leaves me just wondering why
I don't like change
And everything is changing for me
I was