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don't do somethin stupid
That bag is worth maybe two-thirty
Not enough for you to pull the trigger back and burn me
By now you should be down the street

Arosed by filth
You cant list it
And I'm proud of it
My pride comes with some prejudice
Take a ride with me but bring some whiskey and the sedatives
My

It's truly outrageous
They got
Children in cages
And it's
Breaking my heart
I can't
Do much to save them
They're being separated
From the
People who

been in the gym goin' crazy
Damn Fizzle you gettin' strong
I been tied down by this necklace every since you been gone
I be trynna stay out the way

my brother at a young age shit hurt me mentally 
Always knew I'd get it one day my verses dead be heat 
Boujie dick shawties pay to ride it like

Yall workers 
Yall dont see where the dope came from
Get money get money
Everyday we stacking
Counting so much 
That my knuckles need cracking
Boy you

my path
And it's by overcoming these obstacles that I realized that this is God's country
Because he helped me get over these obstacles

Danish painted
Delta 88, I sit inside the pipe and wait for fate to overcome
It's niggas who can't even see the sun
I circulate around it, display scenes

taking my chance

You give me that kinda something
Wanted all the time, needed every day
On a scale of one to ten I’m at 100
Never get enough, I can’t stay

Doing too much
Doing too much
Man you really be doing too much
Buying J's but still on the bus
Following me
You need to adjust
To get to the top

I've been waitin' for retaliation
For a long time i made it out the hole
By havin' a strong mind
You can lock my body but
Can't chain my brain
Bullet

something they’ll remember
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get

worshipped by society
Who's perfect to the public but hates himself privately 
who can't look in the mirror and is screamin' but quietly
And can afford

Every time I run, you say you've had enough
But I know it's just a trick to get me back into your arms
You got a way of deception that ruins all the fun

branches back to gutter
All humans do to cope
I wonder how to make good of all that I try
Maybe it ain't enough
I bunker in my brain because it feels like

live it up 
Can’t nobody do it like I can with the mic in hand, can’t
Get enough
Fangs of an underdog, don’t you know I’m the type of man to
Call your

another follow

But you won't get you want
No matter how many likes
And the praise "you're a god"
It ain't enough for the soul
And if you hit your goal they

Dub 
Money
Dub and money
Ay told my nigga LJ my nigga we cold out here
I know it 
Mane 
Mane

Vibe can't be denied I caught you watching us so many

actions only
Got to lead it by example
I feel wise when I get risky
So I guess that you could say I'm not the type to gamble
I got cards up in my sleeves

night, or at home by yourself
But for me, I'd rather watch the British women swimming team
Than sit in a pinkish limousine on my way to a flippin' "Cream"

bitches don't care about followers comments or likes
I'm true to myself and I'm left to just pick up the pieces they can't get it fucking right
Say my name

to doubt the dream
Making my lane in this rap game making a route to lead
People you're 'round are influential
Can't let them get inside your mental
I gotta

And say, "Hey we gotta rethink strategy here,
Y'all are doin too much killin!"
Genocide Joe, Genocide Joe
There'll be another child dead by the end of this

I'm living my life like I'm sick in the head
Thoughts of success got me chasing my death
Every show I throw gets shut down by feds
I sleep in my