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I'm feeling like Michael, man, I got his key I pray to the god, now we bless and we eat
I keep me the Glock when we play in the streets I rotate the top

just make money or compete
Our mission is to bring back lives that were taken by the thief
They live for gain pollute the sea the fish they catch are all

know in these streets
A dead end could be the lead can't trust everybody that you meet
Niggas leave you deceased living by the code of C.R.E.A.M 
Laying

guy
Grant me this one wish
And let me fucking die
Time is too slow 
it ain’t flying by
Shut my eyes and pray to wake up to my own demise

Is it my time

And the love
For the cash
With no taxes
Not in it
For fashion
You can tell
By the thread
Of the fabrics
I just keep
It classic
If your girl got
A grudge I'm

never seen his niggas ride for him only clout chasing for the shot he lived by ain't it fucked up to be the money man when the money can't go wit cha man

rappers freeze
When the smoke clear can I
Have some laughter please?
Crack traffic keys of uncut Peruvian
And seal CD's for Europeans and Nubians
Feds try

my lesson with these street girls, God gave me the pick and choose
The key to this is to love you everyday
I pray to God and He opens up the way
She

Believe in me and love
Me for me not all the lies
Anything that money buys
Can be ours
A little patience
Is the key to find
Happiness and less
Stress to be

Cock it back blow no revolver
New whip no keys push to start it
For that i had to work harder than fathers that protect their daughters
My queen gotta

Never really made it in the East side
Know it's for the best but it don't feel right
Yeah I'm gone

Never really made it in the East side
Yea I'm

walk in my shoes
Life is a game and ion play by the rules
Aye
Y’all niggas is slaves
Working for yo mans
Y’all niggas is maids
Nigga like me, yeah I

I'm still here
Testing, 1-2-3 I'm extra
Steady testing me its minor
I got the major key that's Jesus
Flying colours passin' em by
I break out the box
I

everyday ajeh 
Mo ma'n gba'adura kowo dey I pray 
Mama told me son life's not a play 
Emi de re oh ma tun ko ere oko de

Many many things wey eyes don see

the bass on the scale
brodie keep it low key
Niggas gon tell they wont keep it g
If I fail just pray for me
Sauce of the shelf homemade recipe
I need

It goes, wake up, make the bed then pray for the day,
These days I manifest with the sun rays,
Charged up the crystals full moon is out today,
Sage

garden of eden
Hall of fame status yeah every season
Pray to god in my sleep when I’m dreamin’
But don’t get it twisted fuckin’ wit’ a demon
$800 for

gonna learn. like have I turned off
I pray for my life already
He's telling me lessons, I gotta stay steady
Like track 6. deadly
Scare them like i'm

time I lay down to pray
I’m thanking God for another day, yeah
All these other girls act the same
And I’m telling you things I don’t like to say

the top and leave it brainless
They tryna be famous
Pray that I never take people for granted
Taking my life for a ride I got my keys on the granite
Gotta

starting to climb
Negativity i simply avoid it 
See my energy they envy can't destroy it
See the recipe is the remedy of the void and 
Pray for the people

got the beat i'ma spaz for my brodie
Fuck on your bitch turn that hoe to my whoady 
Kick it low key cause these niggas like rodents
Big drip I splash

Ain't no more waiting on niggas, 
Either u on by yourself or u not on at all they mistake for niggas,
Yeah, 
Done being helpful, 
Fuck am I nice to these

pull out the keys
They gone think that kid traveled back in time 

Wait,
No no, wait  
I ain’t done, bitch 
Got a lot more pain, got more rage 
And I got