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by all the memories at the end of the day
double A's
In a drawer for a rainy day
Set beside a good flashlight
For your next lightness night
nothing G
Imma solve my boredom elsewhere
By writing good raps
Homie this is self-care
Look
I'm a hip-hop pastor
Preaching the end of days and visions
on the prize, I ain't looking for help, nah
Cutting the ties, I been good by myself
I'm hoping I don't die before I've proven myself
But if I die today, trust me
We gone get him gone if he send out a mention
My young niggas on that, they go on that mission
If she give me good top then on gang and I'm tipping
good with words so I apologize if I'm a tad bit off
Don't take it the wrong way
I barely spoke my mind before
You probably didn't notice anyway
I'm
Clearer skies before the storm arrives
The gods descend to shed a sense of light
The future lies inside the palm of your hands
The greyest skies are
will make it
We will make it now
God how good it feels
Disconnected from this place
But we're stuck with the condition
No worth in keeping distance
Cold
thoughts unless I leave them in verse
We Rolling wedding cake this could be matrimony
Good California weed girl you could smell it on me
Stash money we don't
a player
Gagu Get your life God damn she said
You've got a kid and wife, don't lose sight she said
It feels good but it ain't right, she said
Let me show you
smiling, it's you who I adore
And I just keep wanting more, the good the bad I want it all
This feeling in my core it's gushing like a waterfall
The source
Shawty give good brain think this bitch might be a genius
Ion think I can explain just how much I love my nina
Lightskin bitch lil hoe from Maine bad
fenders, fuck her good until she tears up
Tossin' round the tenders
By my waist, my P.K. fear none
So you gon have to miss him
Rule a mighty fist, with shiny
There ain't no room
No room in this place
God will be moved
He's only moved by faith
I just wanna get to you
I just wanna get to you
But the people
time, and ask for alone time
Just know I find my way back, that I'm here to stay,
And by the end of the day you gone find that
I need you to always have
Yeah)

Ima hardbody
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)

I just gotta keep a gun by me
Swear to god Nîgga love violence
Send a hit like I'm John gotti
Gotta feeling ima
Yo Im making a name, chasin the wealth
Tryna do good for my health, Yeah I know you can tell that
I'm not out for the fame, but I'm not tryna live
day
Under grace we can always say
God is here with us
Because His promises are always sure
We can live by faith, prayer, and hope
Knowing the future's
when I start to think , things will never be the same (No)
So I live by the day for the better ways I change
I engrave that in my brain
Now don't you
Really wanting a god damn adventure 

But instead I'm inside doing nothing all day
hope these ideas I have work half as good as I want them to be

Let's
Sometimes I just sit in my room and I cry
Wondering when the day I can wish them goodbye
Those same ppl that hate as they sit by my side
Is the same
weed
Five years of state probation
100 days for a violation
23 hour lockdown for 2 weeks
But you know
I'm still coming down Penn Avenue smoking as usual
call him Mr.Thibs
Protect your life Protect your life
Might take a couple tries
But we gone get it right
One day God placed an idea in my mind
He said
Y'all think your safe partying in a good house
Or in the woods, out
Trying to pull your wood out
Ladies I'd advise you put your melons back in
You

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