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I used to want love but love hate
Fuck around for fuck's sake
But frustrate finding that one mate
My luck late
So I just wait, bump tapes
Sunk

stones in their heart
They gonna judge you either direction
But I'm playing my part

I was trolled by my own kind
Social in the wrong time
The media's

And plays him for bitch, every time he's with his click
He saw him up the streets, through the jeep passenger door
Looking sweet three deep, by the 24 store

to record 
when he bags a feature what a sad occasion
my momma thinks it's such a bad decision
boy you gotta make em pay cash for features
but I'm not

on the other one, I blicked up bought my mother a gun[00:29.91]I switched up, hit the road[00:31.26]I almost came back with a hunnidbun,[00:33.03]I ain't need

the world 
Losing everything showed me what to live for and live without 
Now I'm out of my mind feeling fine in the stress filled days 
Lookin for the road

cap in my rap you feel pressure I hope he listen to it
No need for no gunplay I know my fist can do it
But niggas out here behaving like bitches I let

scared, w ain't going nowhere, no backing down, no retreat
Got a problem with we, let's resolve in the streets
For me and my nigs this is how it's meant

ain't what we chose
I quit hoops, he stayed steady, focused on the road
Said, "Rob, I ain't reach my dreams, I'm glad you reachin' yours
Through Christ

about splitting 750 bags with the gang 
Just to get high for a minute, uh
Hash joints, only bullets that smoke here
Yeah, call my dealer on my Nokia

I've got a gun
I've got a gun

When the time comes
Your head will turn, plans will burn
Leave the black Dahlias by the side of my road
Please stop

roll through
Catch you when you fall and recognize the real you
A message for my seeds
In case we never meet
In case I overspeed
I'm on the highway

Thinkin' 'bout Life

2Ru3

Alpha (The Beginning)

2016

times seem out of place when compared with my burdens
Feels I been shot deep in my soul, but the bullet keep turning
Thinking of my juvenile years,

and freedom by security officers

Yes, it can be said that consciousness is dangerous here

From the seller on the street to the people who build the road

chewing it
Medusa stone cold mentality my medulla stunned em
And send em far like they got hit with that bazooka
I ain't looking for drip fuck that shit

I'm a hood nigga
Where the streets ain't nothing good to ya
Tryna make a way
Live another day
Fucked up by a stray
Pray for better
I'm a hood nigga

in the sand, you cross that,  brace for impact
They said this ain't the road for me, created my own lane
Suffered more L's than I have in my own name

bullets and bazookas in a long road 
I gave you love in abundance and that was tenfold 
grass was always greener  you wont  see it if its been mowed
But

shooting low, time is of the essence in this rabbit hole
But I’m wasting all of mine just trying to figure out where to go
My road goes nowhere, though
Not

Nobody talking to me so I'm tryna be the toughest
Waiting for the bus with my headphones banging
I'm not going nowhere, shit, I'm just hanging
Dropped out

be hittin

But let me just say it was my fly
Smoke like that nigga with bullets
So soon as he oozin' it, shit is not tied
Die, niggas be saucin' me for

the prodigal son
Fuck life imprisonment
And even capital pun
I'm defending my life
For the sake of my son
Grown man status
I can't provide you bullets for guns

beat it up, and when I'm finished, have your hips lockin'
Bullets hit his body, he get to dancin' like he crip-walkin'
Look, all my hoes be knowin' that

stop, I can't think about my life when I am older
I'll be killed by their hatred at the hands of the state
By the time that they realize it's already