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The brightest city on a hill, den dat be you
Had so much rhythm but now all you get be blues
With you it was always silver linings, but rydee you no

introduce me with a drum roll
Hit the booth letting off steam like tug boat
Melting pot southern made swimming in the gumbo
Stand by my beliefs and they

me down
Running through the city trying to get a milli like Jackie Chan in Rush Hour
I can do em filthy, I can do em grizzly
Slap them with a paw

I might be losing myself, can't deny my health
So sick from this can of soup on the shelf
Can I get a grip
Ain't this a trip
I'm gonna rip as I tear

like Vietnam
We them gods yea yea

What's a limit, fuck the doubters, keep it going yea yea
They don't get it still gon watch like peeping Tom yea yea

You can tell
Just by my shoes You know you can call me Ben the way my green

Turn into blues I just treat her better
I'm so cold that I got her leaving

flight, flight, flight, flight
You gotta get your money right, right, right, right, right
Baby that's why i grind, grind, grind, grind,
That's the motto,

nigga I get money by any means
Fuck yo amiris black card swiping buying any jeans
Pull up aston martin Coupe you still got hemi dreams
Prices went up

go to hell
Man he warned me like a siren before gettin' pulled by 12
I gotta remind myself, trophies get put on the shelf too

Clears throat (Yuh)

my dad proud
Jujitsu submissions get you to tap out
Dribble and spin thru niggas like pascal
Use the LIRR to go to Toronto
I'm greyhound, gotta follow

put a brick on that
Now we gotta got to hartwell just to get a scale
Dont forget the aerosol to cover up the fet smell
Oh yea we need baking soda I like

should not-not get involved
But I gotta make her mine, I'm not stoppin' at all
Wall to wall problems
All of y'all got em'
Dawg, what I am, no, y'all just

disease just ruined our life
Makin us down makin us drown
Pushin to the lowest point of our life
Yeah we need to stand side by side
To against the virus

I'm grinding for this shit I'm tryn get rich like I'm the chosen one 
Ima leave they ass right by that tree call that a hole in one 
Police had

knees or you just wanna chill
Alright made me think twice, you gat me hitting my chest  maybe she's right. 
Before u hit another chic, you gotta be wise

on daily
Always on time
Like Tom Brady
Things I possess look like they were painted by O'Keeffe
Acne tee on my skin, see my style I know it's lit
All

with my guys and get busy
I'm shooting up the streets not the gym
I'm shooting at these suckers, not the rim
2Pac, Above The Rim
Put two shots in his

Hop in a scat and we cruising like tom
Money all green springing like palms
Look at my friends ion know what they on
Pouring another my house in

playin' tough
You call her diamond in the rough, I say she like it rough
By this nigga, that nigga, Tom, Dick, and Harry
That's a Tyler Perry scene, that's

Andretti, burnout on the telly
I be cooking up, my PB make em jelly
Never on the chase, I don't play that Tom and Jerry
You know where it's at, same train

lonely
Surrounded by a family
Going to start, sharing faith, until they can't stand me
They gone see me winning every year like Tom Brady
Holding up

gotta leave
I swear to God, you bitches crazy Come up in the clutch like my name McGrady
I'm throwin' from deep like I'm Tom Brady I'll never let no dumb

Yeah
Yeah you knew me the best
(Yeah you knew me the best)
All my built-up stress
(All that stress we was going through)
Lay that shit to rest
(Get

11 months ago
My girlfriend told me she pregnant
I quit smoking weed the same day
Hugged her and showed my affection
I wan' be the world's best dad