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Never see it coming like a fadeaway
Life is never easy, better learn your place
Too many people take it for granted and invade your space

up for discussion
It's just us we by ourselves
I got homies switching sides
Still some ones that's down to ride 
I don't know nothing about em
If they

Kush, I ain't finna turn shit down

Looking for now? I ain't finna text shit back
Real life shit turn a saint to a scumbag
Some of my niggas got priors

Body dead cuz your mind is no good
She gimme head for I give her that wood
I hit your wife better than you could
On my life my diet's entitlement

nines, black Escalades
Low  down, shiftee, mad at the world, straight gully
Villians, crooks, thieves, terrorists, killers
Drug dealers, Hennessey, ecstasy

a tech
Heck 3 am tryna sniff a rock
Hell these fake bitches tryna lick my cock
But it's all good when you step up on the block
Respect from the death bring

Don’t try to convince me to give you pussy instead
Bet your stroke game weak hope your tongue game alright
But you better make me cum by the end

the weather
Nah, they don't know about that 700 gang
'Bout that gone part three, 'bout that shit don't never change
They don't know the sacrifice, all the pain

great as a person
And I treat the ones I love as a way to reverse it
I feel that deep down, that everyone is better than me
Don't ask for much, have

space
(Hahahahahah)
Everybody trynna tell me that I'm just a disgrace
I grab my glock and let it off till your life I erase
I start bugging

by my side ain't no way I'm giving up
Everytime I leave the house you know I got to keep it tuck
I got to speed it up
So you better keep up
They took

of the reverend who told you put down the weapon
Take a minute to get it, then life changed in a second
Mics blaze when I step in the booth and I choose the truth

front of a bus
I'm growing bitter because life just sucks
You might get triggered 'cause I'm done giving fucks
I'll say what I want and you're not gonna

The greats
Until that is where I'm sitting
But the time is ticking
Six-thirty hands down no one can meet my limits
So they better double their efforts
But they

enough that message, that plaintext on the wire
Was intercepted by a fiddler... with a three-letter qualifier

She said, 'I'm the Nanny State Fiddler'
I

can tell that she mine now
Drugs up in my system and they slowing the time down
I remember days you were clowning, now I'm up now
One, two, three, four,

I got here back in
Ninety-three with my family, son
Abandoned my famish place of birth
For this lovely one
And even though we were still poor
It was

to break down
And smoke a whole Michael Vick
Tell your lil brother to shake now
Meet you by the exit, lil nigga
Touch my nigga
I send you to God for my

tight (I don’t want to forget those feelings)

Pre-chorus
We’ve had our ups and downs
But we’ve always found
Always found a solution
Where has the time

that was simply based on condescendence
New knowledge I'm seeking solace never asked for reverence
Thought process calculated blindly by ignorance
Burn

coming back soon to wipe every tear from your eyes
Remember my promise? My word gave you His life
All you ever had to do was call me, pick up the line
I

happens behind the curtains
Seem like we still can't come together, and I know nobody's perfect
It's a new day to do better I get reminded by the birds

waiving at the haters
Water by the vase
Hotel rooms catered
Three piece so fly everything tailored
Samples likes Costco
I just need a flavor
Drama like

Yeah
Hold on
Twist a raw and It's time to get busy
My Neck & my wrist looking Pissy
Tr3 Taylor, Man of My People & Key to the City
My wifey she