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really I get silly like I jigged class
I work in my own time i'm not looking for a pass

The snow flake's got a chip on his shoulder
Hold a bird by the hip

it seems to me we all got our own issues
Right
Committed to gettin' labels by using the fact that I always will miss you
Why
Gave up on hopin' I'd find

currency's by all means
Might start telling Niggas call me Spalding how im balling
I done went from 0 to 100 now they callin me
How u gone be up wit me but

Cause you all on your own That's fosho
Swallowed my pride and expanded my mind
Now I be fine all the time
Feeling the vibe
God got me feeling alright

fields of sweet sweet lies 
They scratch their hands 
While I'm passing by
A shadow in his own light

All the sirens and the demons they're teasing me

save it to my phone real quick
and wait till
The white man
Start calling me to make his money
While top dog is sitting sunny on vacation
With big house

Became my own boss, making double profit
Made a killing and a living, learning how to off it
Got the pole on me, it's just me & squad
Only ones I fuck

my world cracks with sound,
as if some had lepricone lost all his pounds

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Please, flowers,
Tell me what to do

Flowers

Been a real nigga since day one
By my own definition
Nigga fuck some competition
I don't have none
Unless im looking in the mirror at my dad son
Pop

COULD A MISFIT LIKE ME GET HIS VISION ACROSS, 
TAKING ALOT BUT IM GIVING THEM ALL, COME FROM A BLOCK WHERE THEY HATE JUST BECAUSE, THEY DONT WANT NO ONE

me though you make mih flop on muh own back
I could inherit the earth, had enough a' yuh whole crap
But duck me and yuh going bad
With your literal lil

Cause you told me as a kid you wished I was and ooh
You raised me
That's a joke
I was carried by my dad
Through the garden of my tears
In a bag on his

huh, yeah)
Picture me a rapper with a cadence of his own
(Word? What?)
No
(Ah)
Top down with the clothes off from the top down
Yeah, I gotta get the pose

heart to selfish people is what made me a thug
Had to get over lustin
Cause that shit was a drug
I was blinded by her body not the person she was
If I was

Yeah now a nigga grown now
Now a nigga gotta get it on his own now
It's time to strive for what I want now
And I can't never let my foot up
Tattoos on my

about the timing 
Fuck a tap ramen 
They say i got no rhymes 
But I keep on rhyming 
Dissing on my own city
Come find me
Ain't hard to find me
U fucking

think that they deserve it
Even the weird kid from high school
Is getting his own show
On national TV

But I fuck up again
And I can't explain
What's

Michael

Tell me, why life lookin' thrillin'?
Ridin' 'round LA, feelin' like a villain
In a coupe, drop top
So I ain't nowhere near my
Own roof or ceilin'

dead niggas Make its own strand
I'm to high I don't think that i could land
Ever since young just wanted to be the man
Shhhhh finna go walk up
Ti and dre

tell from my eyes
I'm here to kill so goodbye
Since day one, running on the limit
Not slowing down, faster by the minute
Our own sound, fuck any critic

a folder
I warned ya don't call me by my government
But now don't even call me solar that's a order
Know some killas cuz i am a soulja
I'm from VA so

to get back on my bully
Boutto own every block in my city
Gotta the gang on my back like a doobie
And if you got a problem than shoot me

I hear the opps

built a crib when he was twenty six
S550 the whip
Did his time then hit the streets
Then upgrade the drip

Eyes open for me being lower class this wasn’t

A wise man once told me this
The gifts God gives a man are only his
And they can tell who the real and the phony is
Sometimes it's fake friends claiming