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the small things
We move on the long way
The long way

I said, baby, are you into me
Cause boy, I'm into you and you can clearly see
Got me trying to let go

Uhh
Hustler's Plight
Uhh
Yea

See lately
Something strange its been up in the air
I can't tell if it's me or if we all feel it near
A shifting

and I smoke too much to see clearly
Aint finna wait til I make and niggas say it
All them rappers that you think top tier should really fear me
You can

you hear it, too?
Or maybe I'm not describing it clearly to you
Because it's not entirely clear to me
For you to see, try to picture a river rushing

killing the game, and lately I've felt inadequate
So I took hip hop by the throat so I can have my own stab at it
I wish before sleep I could think about

coaching Kawhi
And you can see it in their eyes
I ain't changing their minds
Like, who am I to?
I'm just Crafty, know what I mean?
I used to have basketball

motions and I need to get them out don't think that I've tried 
Now I know I can't ever rest cause life is just that big of a mess 
Feeling so empty inside

back in my place now you see me 
I'm way out of state get too rowdy I'll let it spray (Yeah)
Red bottoms my nigga got this out the hood 
No gunna my

I'm without your company
Let my faith be stronger
My faith ain't strong now

It seems that everyone around me can just see it clearly
All my teachers,

Everybody know me now
Like a Mike Jones
Yeah, I just hit a switch
Went and seen the jeweler
Now my watch ain't got no ticks
Bust it down in diamonds
Got

out
Everything i do for you substantial no doubt
Light the candle fuck and flip the channel now
Diggin in till we rip the panels down
Wow, baby pussy

grew up with them crack babies
But now they
MUMBLE RAP
Baby
Someone call the fat lady
Can't you see
The TOTAL
Score
Refugee vocals
I grow it local
But my

'ma YO! MTV raps baby
I grew up with them crack babies
But now they
MUMBLE RAP
Baby
Someone call the fat lady
Can't you see
The TOTAL
Score
Refugee vocals
I

Run for Your Life

Group Home

A Tear for the Ghetto

1999

the streets this is what you see
Try to speak the forth, but no one understands me
Moms please listen to me, turning dust into black
Running straight for my

Queens

I was born to see the world it would all be
With cool speech, you call him Sean Connery
Smooth, honor me, this king moves
Godly, he can't lose

'm chucking eleven
When I close my eyes I can clearly see heaven
If it's on a losing a niggah rebelling
Misinformation keep niggahs off balance
Keep it

Living an actual THUG LIFE cause nothing but costly regression
Never see the yard from a gun charge; I legally conceal carry weapons
Letting you know now

motherfuckin' earrings
Say you for God, so really you fear me
I'm havin' my way, hope you see that shit clearly

opinions ain't free, make you pay for my theory

I don't know why you put up with that
You and I have much more fun
I say you can do way better
You say you think she's the one
Clearly, you have got

lying
Never walking only flying
You clearly don't know who I am
Bitch I am Yung D
Grind every day I stay hungry
Ain't give it, you can't take it from me

head from some Bibles
Gave some too, thank Christ for survival
Hearts deceitful making knowledge idols
Trunks in my eye and I can't see my rivals
Cause

I can see clearly now, like twenty-twenty vision
Packed up my family, followed instructions with precision
Like Abraham, God said go there now, and go

x9

No im not tom but you Know im cruising
Fucking that bitch and i know she choosing
Silverspoon street niggas you confusing
Ducking the jakes by

the Devil that we said hello
You going Six Feet Below
Bodying this beat I guess it's dead now
Bitches talking beef then they a dead cow
Flip em like I sell