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bout that life(ain't doin shit)

I fuck with real killas,  fuck with real niggas , fuck real dealers , yeah I really get Into it with these streets( cant

2010 was jus a kid i watched them cut crack
in the basement
9 playing wit them sticcs wasnt long till i embraced it
Growing up loses after loses

feelings by control
I kept it low pro, 12 didn't know nothing
Work a 9-5, stay in line, I was cunning
Cop real estate, no need to put it in my momma's name

by my name papi Who gone step to me
Definitely no nigga checking me Move carefully
Keep a shooter right next to me I'm gone do you disrespectfully

Welcome to the final hours
in the Underground
R-A-L-D-I-E

Eyes wide shut
Take the mask off and move that butt
It's your time, boy, you better strut

Life be my pockets
I really move massive
Rip me from diamonds because I don't do plastic
For real
Woah, shit
You thought I was done? (Mhm)
I just been

and move- they all gone want cha
If you gotta dream Keep that shit quiet
It's like losing weight, let em see once accomplished
Life ain't promised
Go get it

felons and I stay stich-lip
Best believe I ain't telling Twinkie Bands fat
Strollie, yeah, I did it by myself
And you ain't no hood trophy if you ain't put

ounces
That's nine months to move mountains
A week late, we have thousands
Boy, take whatever time that you need
We're not counting
I love you

five
The year my life changed and I was left traumatized
Or maybe skip to when I was nine
Third grade Kesha finna race them boys outside
Teacher all

I’m trynna hit my prime
I don’t want to be living just getting by
I’m trynna live a better life
Trynna get my mama a better ride
Home is every time I

move, I'm just here to improve
When ego's bruised, the innocent's the known accused
See the cues, or walk around sleep, hit snooze
I get grooves in my

Hard times, not all the time, but nine times out of ten
It's been a long time as a pantomime
I shut my mouth and moved my pen
And then as was

all empty in my pockets
I wish I could stop it,
The party life i live is toxic
Stained the percaline throne,
Who the hell was home (not me)
My cats

on playin', then I might take his life
Catch a nigga in the cat, yeah, shoot him nine times

But life dropped the hammer now she's back to reality
Nine to five don't cut it so she's out there on the streets
She just wants some love but going

just chillin, vibin
Listening to them creatures
I'm not rushing to meet no one
I can wait til i meet ya
I got humbled by life
Swear i love my teacher

I'll sacrifice my life if it'll help her
Living on the edge, 9MM to my head
And If I move my finger then it spread, yea
Living on the edge, where ain't

Raised by parents that worked on crops
That drop like stocks in Salvador
Born in a city that kills cops and pop one another
Hits the core
In Houston

how i vibe
Whatever i say, I do in my life
Baby girl thick, she definitely my type
Sleep thru the day, get active at night
I Do what i want, I feel like

But somehow life
Without you or I
Or you and me
Makes me feel upset
When I'm alone
Time moves so slow
I think of things
I don't know I know
And all

Damn
Put your hands off me
Can't believe it's over
How do I move on
How
How can I get past this

Lay me to rest, hearts gone, where's the rest

life
It's a quarter after nine
Be your friend, made you see yourself without your eyes
I can hear the celebration, can you show me where the lights are,

should've stuck to hitting licks
But easy money won't last, trust I got a lot of gifts
I been tryna elevate, never really got a lift
Can't be living 9 to 5,