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For my nigga Fred Jordan drank something
Smoke something up in Heaven run it

Now-a days everybody gangsta, okay
Tell ya what's gangsta is this fuck

Falling
Heard the last days calling me
Will you be there in the morning?
Alright look
In the inner world I'm a crook  
I'm a take your soul if you

a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just living in

So, the thing about infatuation as I understand it
Is it can be replaced by another
Like, you're infatuated with this guy or gal
And then, somebody

please listen closely these lyrics are special
They're one for the ages
If one day the world went vegan would chickens still be in their cages?
To be free

the jump
Imagine you fucking me now, how you run into that luck
Baby I hit in a day, I can not make you my wife
How can you say you my brother, n***a ain’t

again

The day Charlie Duke took country music to the moon
He blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode

Just to break the awkward tension, asked how your day went
I just wanted to talk
Got you asking how I've been, I saw a demon
Staring in the mirror back

with
I can't tell you where rest them went
Damn but I'm still alive, thank the man up high
When I'm high, sitting inside my ride I'm still a stand-up

again

The day Charlie Duke took country music to the moon
He blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode

bitch freaky, she go both ways
But she not no trans'
Bitch, I'm geekin', I get too high
You can tell by my stance
You can tell by the way
I stand, I'm too

we get it gone just like the old days connect off a pager
Snitch on my patnas i promise like candy we prolly come get you like now or later 
I went

a shame
No one but themselves to blame
So rise up it's time to go and
Make some fucking change
Manifest them better days
Fuck what they say
Just know that

on the 24th of may
I even used to watch your livestreams every day
My little brother even has your album on replay
I even bought the MAGA bucket hat because

ever switch
I was down bad but had motivation
And all my day ones 
I could never forget
They the realist
We been cool since back then 
Them haters hate

comin' quick
I need like 50 blicks In the strike with a GPS

Can't forget about my vest Niggas dissin' on Quan Quan
I put his ass to rest I pop outside,

a bitch
And the cuzzy done threw at his whip
He really don't miss so he lucky he lived
Ayo breezy who that in that blunt
Dead opps smoke em by the ton
Worda

me da 50 I'm aiming to knock them
Don't think no nigga wanna problem
I come from a place
Where all they know is violence
And I was raised by my mama
My

Fully blessed was humankind's default state
And we were janky for some of our days
There was a thang with some fruit and we went sideways
But even so,

I was only 6
Mama moved me out the islands
I was only 7 and alone
I was silent
When I turned 8
I do wonders with my writing
By the age of 9
You could

words to say when I let the bullets spray
Can't stop me, ain't no way
Work for the government, do it for the pay
Murda Fo Free, night or day
All

cause we went without it
That we're gonna get it, no doubt about it
No way around it, won't play about it, somebody doubting
Make your way from round me

and chuckle
Like oh shit I'm rich
Feel so important
'til I wake the next day
It's gone by the morning
Raw like Michael Moore
Got the government strung out
I

Trade your hoodies and your jeans for some slacks, suits and ties
You not a businessman, you a
Nah, I know you know that line
I'm impressed by the messes