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Verse 1

I told ya I’m getting too old for this shit
I just lost my mans
In fact he's still alive and well
Niggas in the way
They going out the way

decided to burn it down
I was cruising sipping on that 50 Glenlivet
That's called boozing on 30k in a low ride Honda Civic
Perusing Saks Fifth like i'm

proclaim to be that fly
I'm the biggest in the game
ADA my gold chain
I'm swervin' in my lane, huh
This my 10 year run
I promise it'll be fun
I'm actin' like

Yeh, y'all already know what it is, S-T-G-4-L shit, we ain't playin' no games on this one
Just know that shit, goin in
Go
They, like Ugg you so

impossible long as I got Christ all up in my Biz
Buh charley you sick
I'm over lit
Amma preach Christ and still be the ish
Being a krife doesn't mean you

I used to be by myself
Me loaning alone in my lonesome
Still to this day there's no issue
I had to adapt to my new situation
Still waiting for paper

explains this is effort
Name a local artist that you know is fresher
Independent when I get up in it
You think I'm demented when I'm sending all the critics

a way
Pray for protection and keep the 40 by up waist
Just he be around every morning when you wake and bake.
Sam Tate with the bars I will serve you like

say a sign i mean divine intervention
Better yet
Somebody with a sine to get up in my mentions
At it seven days
Fourteen seven for the hours
'Cause I

really got no feelings
Really got rich and got to keep my soul
And that's a good goddamn feelin'

You gon' have to leave
I fucked up the game, stay with

life na game gwam kaa mgwuo ya ka ludo 

I’ve been in my thoughts lately like the boy okopugo

Oh lord my God I hope you listening

Music is my thing

Seems so Far Away
Seems like an eternity 
The words I heard you say
Still I hear them calling me
We were living in a world where
Wolves dressed

fucked eighteen prostitutes a night!

'Course, I'm dead now

I'm up here in Heaven, Lou Gehrig is up Here with me

God love Lou Gehrig, Jesus Christ, poor

ticket
Never forget that our complexion is the target still don't limit
Yourselves With all these bars we are by far feeling conflicted
Breathing freedom

to be
Tell the feds, fuck em', I'm still gon' keep that pole on me
We just up to score by three, all my opps dead now
I put em' where they supposed to be

Over 21 still a savage
No drive by walk out and blast em
Make em dance like Michael Jackson
I need a poetic Janet Jackson
Be yo Pac give you thug passion

(It's not)
If I put you on game
It's cause you a looser
Cause you'll only win by me molding you
Tried get you within ten inches of a smile
(And now)
Tryna

and the fight
We both played games and got baited by the city lights
Love you though, said you know I really love you so

But I gotta let it go, said we gotta let

swallowing up your mind (Ah)
Sheople, under microscope paralyzed
No fear inside my eyes when I rhyme (Nah)
The world seem to fall down by the wayside (Wayside)

Killa Cap Pilla

Mr. Doctor

Setripn' Bloccstyle

to-up
So now I lay me down
But it's still Lincoln Village Killa
  
Chorus
  
(Doc) 
Now you can't find not one motha fucca in they set
Ya gets no respect

You held me right by the throat
Shutting me up and you say
You the goat
Whenever I think you erase the thoughts
Telling me I'm all alone and you all

Two years of rapping and I still ain't dope
Starbucks everyday, just your average joe
I'm the, punchline in your average joke
Constantly, burning

all this game I've been given?
This shit isn't cap
I felt love in moments I had the most fear to summer days chilling just kicking back
And swimming

the moment

See my little brother growing up
I can't help but smile
Feels like only yesterday you were still a child
Playing games running around the yard
Look