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got no options
No remedy for the things I can't see
This disease can’t be cured by a doctor
Medicating only take me lower
Smoking weed make the days

commission not the great suggestion
The platform of an artist is a lethal weapon
And some of y'all would say its a free expression
My God, I needa pray for

pray for your self
They say times change
Are you watching your self
Never look normal
Always have a rare view
Cuz this world is a mirror
Would you look

the basement
I pray to God that he fill up the pot
Mama forgive me it's couple things I never told you
Been trapping a lot
And I know you didn't want this for me

(Oh)
(Yea)
(You know?)
(Duck that shit that be thrown on the road)
(I want the life of a rich not a thug)
(Ain't no time for showing love)
Hoping

was a teenager I was just ducking and diving police wait
I got some white b- up in the motive they looking and asking for keys wait
I be surrounded by

If you want a wish granted
I can make it so

Sora, I just got the keys, like a valet
Yeah, on the road
Is it Bechtel or your majesty?
Run from somebody

on another level
Always pray for protection can't be a fool to the devil
I be off the drank God I be feeling like vezzo
Now I'm bout to go retarded with this

Purpose in the journey, understand the need to grind
Always steady learning, and I recognize the times
Pray for open eyes, these are the days of our lives

Yeah

Just got a lot on my mind man

Love you

Yeah
How I save your ass and you claim I'm the villain?
Or I'm an asshole for expressing the ways that

that you find
Even tho I'm low-key, I've been up on the grind
Don't be naive of the ones by your side
Do it right in ya face, you might as well be blind

on my cleats aye
Eating sushi right up off her tits she Japanese aye
Man I pray for the iced-out wrist with a big right hook and an iced out fist
Know one

love it here and I be missing it when I go yo
Never catch me dolo, I always got Milo
Dripped out, that's for little bro
Be selling it by the kilo
Just

Gotta get it from the mud
You know how these niggas survive
A lot of these niggas’ll ride
A lot of these niggas’ll lie in your face just to be by

to the sun and then bake in the sunshine 
I pray I never fall to my demise, but am I Icarus 
Pushing boulders up on mountains similar to Sisyphus 
Imma keep it

morphin
Into corpses
Dead men walking
Souls up for auction
Choppin' up a portion
Of their organs for the orphans
Some get by
Behind enemy lines
Hi's, fake

the piss flats 
Now we piss plaques 
Had the zips packed 
This ain't no 6 pack 
Pray to God and sin bad 
Need forgiveness 
Or 7 figures 
Now that's a big bag

knife will strike, cause I walk by faith I don't need my sight
Just pray that my life, line up, line up, cause I gotta get right 
Let me shine my light,

private airlines
Gaining knowledge on the daily working full time
While you're waiting on your phone while you pray for a cosign

Bitch, I'm Independent I

Grandma was born In the land of magic
Benin, if you didn't know about it
Her smile turned every guy into an addict
In this village by the sea
She was

that in a lot
I know they want better
Know when they pray for my happiness, every word spoken is true
I need them to notice
Need understanding that

Run it up by any means money and power literally
Stuck to the plan stay solid ain't no fidgety
In the streets no industry, cause my soul I pray to keep

the money, we stackin' the bales (Cash)
Me and Itami, you know that we sell (Woo)
I'm only doin' this shit for my gang (Gang, gang)
Pray for my bruddas, they

It’s like time keep on going
And it go right by
I’m sitting out on the porch
Under the night sky
Thinking in my head
Like fuck it no more mr nice guy