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(Woah)
It's always the same thing
I've been in my own lane
Tryna leave a stain
But
How much more will I be able to take
It's seems like the love I'm

thinking bout it, been tryna get payment by
The weight of five not-so-petite accountants, we raising prices
Same as eye brows on a face astounded, the rate

smoke same result this a air fryer
I sell the air that you breathe, you air buyer
I found this bitch on Facebook dating she know everybody
She got to buy

moving on
Haven't been the same since the day I knew that you were

I've been tired
Haven't really felt like me in a while
Haven't really faced a fear in

level they'll never hear you
Ain't no time to be shaken or fearful.
If you've been through, some of this evil that we do,
A hundred Hail Mary's ain't

gonna be bigger my niga
I'm makin' it with or without
And I am never gone sign to a label my nigga
You can't tell me what I put out

won't last forever

Can't you see i'm in a race
Gota admit that i make it look easy
Checkers, yeah she wana play
Play with my heart, and she play with my

decades of havin' night struggles
Things you've been feedin' your mind won't invite comfort
Nor will you find cover
Look it'll come out on display for

without applause from the great beyond
While looking down no love's shown
But now I'm gone there go the crown
You really love me don't you
You really love

things feel the same
When we change just a lil' bit with every day that go by?
Sometimes I can't find the words to say to you
When you start crying but my

death halo
I'm just saying if there was contest for how long a man can go without it
And at the same time knowing I could go out and get any woman that I

motivated by those who made it without a gimmick
Remember days when we made them plays out the Honda Civic
Tryna make paper, I'm passenger while my partner

just learned to embrace it
I just popped up in the spot without an invitation
Rapping dope you woulda thought I served it out the vacant
You can hear

know when i die, she won’t miss me
She like “why in the fuck did you dodge me?” i want my lil’ mami to kiss me( oh is that victor?) yeah
Yeah (bitch), it

Fat for the 90's

Lord Finesse

Return of the Funky Man

1991

team? Come on, that's a bomb squad 

Got the things that's wanted by every girl 

Mack daddy without the Caddy or the jheri curls 

You got game like

gone by I’m just not the same man
Yeah
People gon’ fake it all
Claiming your back, while they pray you fall
I might've tripped but don’t fade at all

in my pockets
A iphone, wallet
You prolly won't find a rocket but
Man, I got a plan for this country not talkin' county
The best, without a bounty

the hood they ain’t reading they be schemin 
Nuthin to believe in 
 In the trenches with the demons (grrr)
Park the jet on the street (hoo)
Trucks by

might just push you against the wall
Put they hands up in your pocket
Won't forget to dust you off
And you better not move
Cause that could be your last

can't be fallin' in love, no
I just get money and chill
She know what it is
You know I gotta keep it playa
Cool steppin'
Poolside with my jewels flexin'

Conflict I've always hated
In case you don't know me, I try to be impartial
Picking a side only makes you a target of the other
cmongst each other, y'all

for
Tell me what it really means to be alive
When they're mourning you
Cause dead presidents
Are worth more than you
But that's your fate
Won't say that

back up i give you these shells and they aint from taco bell
I wont pick up my fone im not even home they gettin mad at me quick
I be sippin this cup by

Pushed up on him he said bruh I ain't on that
The fuck do you call that?
Niggas be coppin' & bitchin'
I'm the same nigga with or without biscuit
The opps