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I said gangsters ain't never
Went out of style
They just had to lay low for a little while
The feds had started to
Take hella niggas down
They got

to this, and the best for me
Second grade, back in 98
5am I wake up, that's the routine everyday
Mom had two jobs, so she can't afford to be late
That was

meditate... you know, I read, anything to 
Keep myself in the present moment
And not wandering, to keep my mind from wandering you know
And... wow... for me, i

asking for help
I'm on this mission, I can't even mention
I'm in a race
I was blinded by the sin of man, I'm running by faith
I been in my thoughts lately,

I am vaping, I'm at cloud comps
This is my house, built by bricks of accolades
I keep my shit together while these other dudes dilapidate

until I stop breathing and screaming and Imma keep reaching my goal
Done with the preaching it's old
It's a game of cards, I'll never fold
Wait for

best interest to invest into a bulletproof vest
For one day you gonna wind up with two in your chest
Keep on doing what you're doing and I'll introduce

four/seven january to december for fame
It's Emperor on the mic
(Yeaah)
Off the top off the top
I pledge allegiance to the game. Promise not to flop
They hate

'Cat, 'Hawk, 'Vette, I might try a Lexus
What I paid for the juice, can only find in Texas (ah)
What I paid for the shoes, you tryna save up (ooh)

soul
Gotta slide for all my folks, I'm grinding hard for all these goals
Shawty wanna hear my voice, I'm making songs, I'm on the road
When you need me,

say?)
They told me that ratchet girls
Were like food for the soul and
I gotta be honest I need myself one of them
(Maybe 1 or 2 or 3 or 4 or 5 6 7)
I've

Only physically, man this artistry was meant for me
Catch me in the Den writing symphonies or dishing beats
I’m pistol Pete, this my plea and my

I got it nice..
By the age of 7 I was questioning my existence
But I needed some assistance
I could see clarity in the distance
But in my mind just

and I just hope you get em' off of me
I'm living with these sins while the devil keeps stalking me
Niggas call me bro, but they'll never lay a chalk for

burn bridges, yo I keep the haters' running for em'
I ain't one of y'alls peers, I'm the sum of all fears
Somebody stronger than me? Who that? I'm all

stealing the base if I see an opening
If I stop and think then the time to get there could be closing and
I can't keep missing my chances, Time is money
I

is all I have & it's all I'll keep
Adjust my state of mind so I can fit my dreams
Could the world ain't prepared for what we came to bring
Seeking

Bottle of Humans

Anticon

Anticon

integrity (In that belt called creativity)
But it's not a black corpse, snuffed by a cold world, I keep warm
By burning dead bodies smelling the beats

want to see me gone
Know they want to see me be gone
Okay Okay yeah
Know they want to see me be gone
But I'm strong
So I know that I just got to keep

Smoke weed, I hate fears, I shake spears
I know pain from cuts and bruises when you lose, I can relate tears
I haven't seen my father
For seven

Yeah
Real shit
I almost made this beat way more complex then it needed to be
Sometimes you need to keep it simple
Be Real
I'm right here where I

you just let it pass you by?
Yo
Your eyes are tired; legs weak, lungs are fired
There's a hole in your heart that's showing, very deep going
You're

reasons
My instinctive seasons
That command, keep marching
That command keep bleeding
Out your heart, mind, and soul
Even though it's so shallow
But

Nimbus you saying that's super killed that I'm staying true to the shit by displaying proof I'm equipped for this
Uh, big difference between quickness