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Son of a dreamer with dreams of Owning a Beamer
And a fly casino
But my thoughts they run deeper
Life and death I'm between them
Check the way that I

I was the one, you little niggas are going by months, and y'all all are my sons
Y'all burning out soon, a shame
I want the check, leave the fame
I

All alone and no one's watching
All alone I stand in awe of The Great Unknown

Bewildered by its brilliance and infinite complexion
I walk ahead, arms

distracted
By some ratchet hoe Shit
Gave you lessons
All sorts conveying messages
Missed it
Scrolling for Suttin perverse and nakedness
Audibly and visibly

And telling you all the things that God has done
It's all because of His grace and His mercy
He showed His love by sending His son
I will praise Him
I will

to live again
Help you up and dust you off son
Cause your just sitting her with me

Waiting on the rain
Waiting on the rain

Waiting on the rain
Waiting

told me to brace for mayhem
He went by dark King Heylel
Still Jah's son like Statham
Never holy, take that H
Insert E input double L
My first lesson

first degree
And now your judgment coming from a pistol nigga held by me
Dear lord if he make it through them gates I consider you fraud
Cause I'm just

track til my thighs numb
Deadly catchin' all these lines
But just wait for the live one
I'm still alive, young
Feel like the godson of God's son
Blessing

useless tonight
It takes a lifetime to forget
And I have other things in the meantime
The store got raided by the FBI while we played Sega Saturn
Ryan cried

score
Something I don't want my sons to endure
Life full of riches I'm trying to ensure
Got my weight up like I'm drinking ensure
No in between either you

the rock you either gonna pass or take the shot
I was focused on a knot
I'm a keep it a hundred
They let life walk by while I was keeping it running
Now my

Son of a dreamer with dreams of Ownin a Beemer and a fly casino
But my thoughts they run deeper
Life and death I'm between em
Check the way that I

but I keep getting stoned in the process
Yea I was told my son don't like me
By the same foke that don't like me
They talking about this, they talk

Bitch I don't want your love
Horror flick every fucking day I'm waking up
Ghost in the room It's that silent bastard, son
They talking blah blah bitch I

degrees so when they see you and your shade
They don't son you no adoption people
We went through a lot to get this bread
Like we some fucking seagulls
We

church
Sunday's best, skinny vato swaggin' out the old shirt
If you lose your soul, tell me really what's the gold worth
Had to settle down, little honey

I flashed my ID at the liquor store he glanced and asked if I had another plastic Description
I said no and had a fit he said son you're looking lit

As of lately I've been struggling to sleep 
Hiding my tears
Envying my pears 
I thought by now I would be out of this sphere
But nothing is clear
I'm inside fear

"John Wayne was my hero" I said
That caught you by surprise
Drunkard's tale and bourbon on the bed
Patriot's prayer for demise
Marion, dear, "He'll

what you've done so far
And I'm glad, all my life, that I'm born your son
Right
My heart so cold
My blood got froze
Being patient utmost
That's

Henney
I got it by the gallons
Bottles in the back
If you think you're on my level
You done met your match
I just bent the corner
Diamonds on my hand
Fresh

finish
See the wrong gimmick a part Driven by all Fiction
It's contradiction
You understand the flow is non Tradition
The composition truly ill yo I got

Let's take a ride unwind up in the skyline
Mind free as a bird and this is my time
While y'all online starring at your timeline
I grind nine to five