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u go thru dark tunnels wit light at the end
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I re-member when my truck ran ou-ta gas
Ba- by daughters sit-tin in the, back
Stuck, no where, no

to me
I'm really getting sad please
Tell me you just kidding me
I'm mad now I'm roaming
I roam like I'm in Italy
How many times do you
Really wannna see

forward no backwards, 
cnd I don't really care what it look like
Just know, I'm on go for the good fight
Bring it back from the top to the hook like.

Hook:

and think
This generation only go for one thing that's the green
They gone kill, rob, by all means
When it come down to that money nigga they some crack

feel like these demons in my dreams won’t lemme lone yeah
I promise y’all I’m on the grind I’m in my zone yeah
No matter what u do can never keep a check

I was really down for you, but no, you can't see
This Four Loko in my body got me antsy
Thought she'd be my shawty, but I guess I'm not her fancy
I'm

in the position of Pippen
With a vivid vision of my driven condition
And they can't fathom how I the measure beats by the fathom
It's magic like abra

Guilty

Oi Polloi

Alive and Kicking

A fascist threat that we must meet
Bricked and bottled they're soon stopped
But now you're standing in the dock

Guilty, of taking no more
Guilty,

on the good foot
(right) need a break sometimes
You know I’m on the grind every day right
(yup) I’m making moms proud
I'mma piss in a cup
What’s up LidoLido,

make it
In the trap, I'm catching balls
Like I'm a shortstop, i'm with
We put up thirty-three like Danny Grainger
Boy, I really play the hills
I put

I need pushed so he pushes me farther
He says Son best go win a MOBO
Swear down there were times I was so low
Got stabbed in the back by a bro bro

love
I am love
I am essential
I choose to see the good in every situation
I am resilient and adaptable
I am determined to overcome
I am grateful for

grade, no Reggie Miller, uh

iPhone one, pull up take it, uh
By iPhone two, get it with the crew
iPhone eight, niggas had the Drac' (dot-dot-dot)

I feel like I should drop down on my knees and look up at the sky,
Take off my hat, put my hands together and close my eyes,
And talk about all

empty, real quick
I be in the detail, real shit

Hands down, yeah my bitch the finest, know I got it on me, yea yea
Hands up, yeah we really up and so yeah

complain? (Yeah)
Started swinging on that pole, finna make it rain
No, I ain't believe in love, but I love it when she call me Trey (Yeah)
Feelin' good, so I

listen no no not new to rhymes
Not new to rhymes been writing for a minute
He scared of heat but he hiding in the kitchen
I got a plan now I'm lighting up

Uncomfortable alone in your own bed
You're tortured by all the good times you had 
Swept away like that

You're such a dumb man
For craving the things that you

a liar (He a liar) 
He want you to live by fear (Fear), instead of that Holy Ghost fire (Fire, fire)
I know it seem impossible (Yeah) to trust in what you

down
I even got betrayed by my kinfolk
Ask me if I care
Nigga, nah, no more
It's a dog eat dog world
And I'm so low
I could care less about a bitch nigga

you, by now it'd be sorted (oh, it'd be sorted)
I don't really care about you, just a face that I see in the morning
Oh, my view's been distorted (this

something with a scent
Rolling in something suspended
Up in the streets
It's like 4 days no sleep
One hoe bang my line I'm like buss down my meat
Texas my

crack by the tenths
you was tough talking on the gram head shots no attempts
hit his ass up so many times they couldnt tell it was him
riding through

past it now
cnd passing out passing down every single one of my faults
I am the worst stuck in between this thought like a waltz
I am a curse to myself