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into somethin', nigga

Burn bridges, I ain't in the rebuilding
Ain't no prison, ain't no stress on my nigga
I ain't killer, but no prisoner, my nigga

in the stands to watch
Damn
Friends turn into enemies
And the most rotten fruit
Come straight from yo family tree
They try to weigh me down
But that

I've been dancing by myself tonight
Shout out to seven by the way
Close my eyes, I'm fading with the light
Did you always keep me in the dark

If you

left 
I didn't even know where to go 
My Life Drove Off The Road
Took another path 
New kid on the block 
Couldn't show that i was sad
I believe 
7

Yung Trxp a menace I really get stacks, 
Run up my money by flipping them packs
I put my whole city on my back, 
Even when my own family turned they

I'll be turning new leaf
Cuz I am chasing my dreams

Bridge

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in

These chics left me on read
Now they want me in their beds
Motivated by the bread
Always thinking with my head
I got heart but I'm heartless
Tryna

Stolen Memories

Sweatshop Union

Natural Progression

2003

[Kyprios] 
I'm on my way, on the highway/ 
To a special place, it never rains, with better terrain/ 
And by the way I'll say good bye game/ 
But

you live
And if you live by the gun then so be it
But don't chat about guns 24/7
As if you were in the World War
Don't get rude
I said don't get rude

come to your door
Five, six, draw for the blitz punches, kicks
We'll be outside about seven or eight
So it ain't bait
Nine, ten, draw for the skeng
Leave

Watching all my friends and family turn their backs except a small few
Growing colder by the minute all this pain that I have eaten
Building bridges over

When I was young I seen the world revolves around a dollar bill
So that's the only way to put my family in the hills
At first when I said I was gunna

my passenger with white tips
Don't be a fool and confuse weakness with my niceness
I've been road running, family asking can they hold something
I was

And strippers who lust semen
To get off the pole
I walked a road solo
Didn't need to sign local
For studio time 
Or glossy 8x10 photos
Cause I don't know bro
That

Yung Trxp a menace I really get stacks, 
Run up my money by flipping them packs
I put my whole city on my back, 
Even when my own family turned they

(For real)
Still tryna better myself
Still learning love (Uh)
On the San Mateo bridge, took the C4 'Vette
Used to think she really fuck with
Me until she

without me
You a fucking hater if you doubt me
All my neighbors doubt me
Colleagues doubt me
Family members doubt me
Everybody doubt me
Cause we are not one

This is my life take a peek
It's looking like rinse repeat 7 days of the week
One thing I know don't look don't speak
Don't breathe just dot your i's

the Savior BeastMode taking out the trash x2


First Verse:


Give me a square body chevy or a Jacked Up Dodge 

Rebel Family over everything fuck another

Where I’m from niggas hustle on the day to day
They watched they hoop dreams deflate and shot fade away
When the roads closed on me I had to make a way

Dispo lettuce so disparate?
I moved on and I left my brothas
One by blood and seven by covena
Faded family, beyond recognition
Took for granted or
Chef

[Chorus (Emanny)]
Everydays the same to me
Seven days in every week
Some look forward to it
But I don't change as for the holiday's

You can have

change like Virginia weather
Instead we got our eyes on designer clothes, tik tok, fucking hoes
And we got family dat's separated, there's no happy homes

Roadblocks but I won't take a loss
Carry my cross with this dignity
Everyone said my road would be hard
Working so hard like religiously
Man you don't know how