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brought here by fate
Each across the room
Wayfarers sidestepping
Parallel opposites caught in wanderlust
This is common sense: these are stranger things
Tip

song by Kevin Gates
Once they hear my name get a tiny little taste
I'll be headed to the top now there's nothing to replace
Floating through the room

the homies who can do it all without an effort
But then I see it took em quite a bit of work to get to where they are with makin' records
Is my favorite

or Appa
I shouted bye son, Cause by my flow I'm they father
Paternal whoopings reserved, go get my belt, hurry up we late for church, open casket service, I

Yeah, yeah you're doing the right thing sticking it out
You're going to make it, I promise
But for the next few minutes, you give up your pain to me

more than you know
It's just that sometimes the hardest part is letting go
I've had to take a few steps back every now and then
To change my fixed

seems to be our favorite hobby
Saying that i love you but that shit is looking spotty
And by saying just because then my problems are without me
Funny

but it's not Smith & Wesson
Searching for answers, but don't know the question
Over time, Golden Boy lost all the luster
These are the only words, that

a push it would make us strive more
And try more
A few things I'm taking off my chest
Regardless I'm grateful cos some of my brothers are fatherless

facing I'm hating
Her favorite song became a lullaby 
A melody that I'm haunted by
Every time I close my eyes 
Every time I'm not alright
And baby you made

Or you or your things getting laid down
I just need to take my blueprint and lay it down
On the table where the bacon is next to momma's coffee of brown

time. I would wake up. I would roll over, get ready, say hi to my husband and get into the shower. We always did this one thing. We always shared our

that I could never keep a good thing
Underrated favorite for these artists in the city
All these newer artist know that I'm the hardest in the city
Leave

That I'm stuck between doing good and bad
Fully in the middle like Malcolm
Fully in the middle tryna figure the outcome
On a few things you've done like

And your mans think they running this shit like they invented the streets
But my winnings engraved on these pavements like I cemented my streak

Cuban

want a new thing and now I'm stuck smelling food and chewing on the air
And I'll take comfort lying back, indulging in these vices
Loving love and living

at
Where I gotta be
I can't be late
Got us shackled by R hands and feet by certain date
By a certain month
Certain year
A certain age
What's age
It's just

the things you've felt
I know I need to listen and stop bitching
I just get lost in my vision
And pissed when it isn't working
Andrew listen
Please never

leafs woe
Cause things go missin'
I'm bouta buy a green house
And get so distant
It's still the C.O.A.S.T.
Until my angels turn ghosts
Check the roster

in this room by all these blank expressions
They can't hear a word I'm saying so there goes the message
They can pinpoint my flow, but solely it's not

the Random pandemonium 
I know when you're talking they don't understand and shoulder shrug but this is for the older dons the ones these man are moulded from

can't afford to miss
I'm making these moves for our love
I do what I do for the trust
Sometimes I'm motivated by lust
But I married you for all

And then we wonder why these kids are blazing
And on occasion
Taking psychedelics to get a grip
What the hell is this
Takes a trip to find out who you really

Now you say you keep saying us
Who do you think you
Are, huh?, I in all honesty
Must acknowledge my Father, my
Father is not a human father
My Father