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Feel this rain, whoa
Feel this bass

From the back, man, we always do the most
Put off, and she swear she saw a ghost
You can see the stars when

Pounds all in the truck
We play the ball when ain't no love in the game (yeah)
Approached our way, who dumb enough?
That ain't a stain, just stumble-up

Yeah, aye this what happens when two real ones link up
Emjay appreciate it
Dune

I need a loaf of that daily bread 
Money my homie my friends are

can't listen
We both got a lot goin' on but the way this feel, I can't dismiss it
Money addiction I'm sorry I can't be there but I gotta go get it

through their Twitter followers, blaggin' em
By the way I've got an album out why don't you check it?
They listened once on Spotify and left it
Forget it
I

the answers
The way I feel makes me wanna come kill y'all
Like ah game I'll run up the kill shots
Hate me while I'm sippin' this red rum
You'll be hurt when you

sell me down the river put a price tag on my soul
But a nigga not for sale bitch this ain't 1864
I done touched a lil money I been aching for some more

"na", he wanted to type
Pitchin' my mid ol' cheese, shootin' like Austin Reaves
I know that he cappin', I could tell by the way that he tuggin' his sleeve

a curtain, hiding all my burdens, but I feel 'em lurking, they're a nuisance, don't confuse this

And they're breaking into me, a B and E
Illegally a thief you

I don’t think that I’m good enough
Should I stay or should I go? I don’t know


(Verse One)
I feel like I'm having some trouble reaching my-
I Don't

ball
And if you feel a way you can catch the fade like zero bald 
I keep shit one trilly and not once did he leave a zero off  
And you a fuck boy wit

the way I do my healin'
I ain't tryna be appealin' just wanna give em the feelin'
Lord's willin', ima keep killin' it and make a killin'
Not perfect, matter

way to move
If you feel like you're locked inside, I think it's beautiful
Gotta let those demons arise, cast them out with a ritual
So don't you wait,

way
I'm tryna chill, tryna keep it real
Put your hands in the air, show me how you feel
Yeah, it's about that time
Headed to the top and I'm 'bout that

inside I knew his life was lost
Deep inside No way that I forgot 
Deep inside I still see the spot
Deep inside I still here the shots

Still hurt me to my

the teacher
I do this shit for my people, feel like I'm our last hope
Way before the rapping, I was working off a trap phone
When it's time to slide we load

independence 
My peace is on the line 
Living in fear is hell
But this happiness is mine
Can't post nothing glamourous 
Cause Im barely getting by
Yea
Everyday I

way over here bro
I ain't gotta follow you
Amma father who?
Amma father you
Point taken
Mostly I would get so mistaken as a 25 year old kid
With

don't gotta be involved
I just work hard for this shit
And they just laughed at the kid
I feel like they gon' learn
Maybe not now but my cock out like
I'm

breed to walk in my shoes
A given mile to you, just times it by 2
You'll see it's levels to this shit
I ain't got nothing to lose
I'd rather conversate

scars, no
I pray to God that I won't ever sell my soul
Just to be accepted by the world
Didn't know where to go
Was failing God trying to navigate this

we got, we the gang, gang, the gang, we all we got

Education of self, generational wealth
Stimulus check on the 1st, shit will be gone by the 12th

and I'm gone stick to it
Everyday constantly growing I know this life tough, exotic smoke only you can tell by the puff
I make love to the pussy sometimes I

I will not sign middle finger to Interscope
I'm finna eat good my stomach feel really full
All of this money been coming in plentiful
Ain't signing no