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mama need it
My uncle stood by the store servin' fiends
Zack in his pocket and everyone know
His pole in his jeans
Bitch, I'm number one, it ain't no top

and give me three reasons
Why a family gives 30 bands for a season
I'm getting paid to be here by you
And I'm serving them, being ignored by you
I guess

I’m a visionary and I see my vision clearly
So much ambition
These white people see me and they fear me
Young black man with a plan
I know they wanna

the darkness is my fault
And I never skipped a day
But the footsteps just won't trace
So I can't even tell you
Yea
Getting choked by the hands on the clock
You

that's enough with all that bar talk
I'm represented by someone that ain't have to pass the bar y'all
Every charge drop just when I thought I was a lost

That your people lose
All they hear is "boom"
On the move
Can't catch me for shit
I switch to a lick
I make my plans
Hope it's not your man's
Cause you

up this "Gross" with "Jelly Donuts"
Got three strains bout to blow somethin'
If you got three bands you can throw somethin'
She steady cappin' Za,

Myers

1st verse

Dear God
I wonder can ya save me
From seeing evil
Ceelo Green
Does that mean that I'm crazy
I see my peoples lean on me
Like Morgan in

ya save me
From seeing evil
Ceelo Green
Does that mean that I'm crazy
I see my peoples lean on me
Like Morgan in the 80s
Cause we the people
Busy bonin

the milli
Non stop with killing
If it doesn't make sense then I'm a billy
Goat that's prone to grope dough
cnd drive by ya city
Throwing money out the roof

drive by's I do is pickin' up chicken at the Popeyes drive thru
You got a job dawg why you tryin to be in the streets
All you gonna get is pieced by

while y'all bicker about energy
I'm trying to figure out how
To get this truth to
The people and not end up like a Kennedy
Or end up like Lennon shit

When you walked into this room you hardly knew anyone
A sea full of strangers crashing on the rungs
When the band strikes, by the end of the night,

you couldfit 200 bands
In a Dodge Intrepid
You know I slid then I'm with the mob
I told my bitch what I'm worth
She tried to quit her job
Not too many

back?
No Idols: To be perfectly honest with youi
Have people to get rid of

Kid Travis: Well then, You have the floor
Kid

Eluzai, Jannah & Kid Travis:

season's supposed to see an increase
In planes raining down from on high
So sky moguls, hold on tight to your wallets, grab an alibi
Cause people might be

Check my pockets, I see dead people, got a sixth sense
Money better than my old clique, got no missed friends
Always got me looking mad and keeping

Influenced by J. Cole and Lil Dicky[01:22.63]And as I progress on my journey, I tend to be a lil' picky[01:25.77]Yearning for something that some would call

people died
Between like '91 and '99 that was gang war and violent crime
My uncle's face got torn up by the pellets of shotgun like Frankenstein
I was sat

some
French fries and a cheese steak
From my first single release date
I was making up bands
And they ain't walk to Brooklyn
For no cheese cake
People

the streets that I stay describing
But the tyranny won't end, the desires focus their eyes on me
This look like a ticket to hell, handed by the judge to me
So I

rizzle dizzle dazzle, tears up the band like ? 
I blows with my flows bust your nose kick the ass of pros 
who ain't, got the how-knows, to make

to building me up then I "Leggo"
You know my team raw, trust in King Rah
Til I'm ready to become the Pharaoh
Why they want judge me by my skin condition?
I been

power[02:04.72]Fuck it flex with all these bands inside the coupe make niggas sour[02:07.42]Uh[02:08.31]I ain't got no backup[02:09.69]Too many people in my bubble had