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rider, fuck a nine-to-fiver, pass the plyer
Young MacGyver bound to aspire to something semi-formal
Far from normal but it my core I keep it cordial with

once in a while
Consumed by so much agony, hatred, and bile
Just another body to be thrown in the pile
Fuck the energy it took to keep me alive
Feel like

When I was young I chased my sister like a shadow
She had eyes on everything
Just like that time I lost a fight to Clancy Jenkins
cnd she showed me

think I just might
Take Too many at one time, I don't deserve my life
To hell when I die I forever reserved my right

A deal with the devil he's got my

Imagine if we could dream together, the things we could do

Reflection

Another whisper in time as life remains 
Clouds go by, hoping to fight

can take us
The strongest bond can't nobody break us
Diamonds on diamonds to lock it in
Heart surrounded by ice I'm breaking in
First breath out

thinking he slept in
All these young niggas steady dying for fame
Yo OG a bitch, that nigga never put yo ass on game
As I look in my reflection, reflectin

yo, I'm living forever young

Don't come round, if you don't like how I live life
Don't talk down, if you don't think that I live right
Don't come

They would be wasting their time
While I'm busy chasing after my dreams
And remaining unbothered by anything tryna phase me
I could keep going on forever

move aside
time to take a hike
put an end to this world
forever runned by guys
surrender to your stife
see it through her eyes
things will not get worse

betrayed her
Then she ran away from home 
With a friend and he raped her
She was young and all alone 
Her baby's her savior
Only reason she held on
When

cry)
(I'm thinking that I can't cry)
Where I'm from you make your friends by dealing with the death and tragedies
Been through this shit so much that I

Another night of writing, file saved to copy scripts
Lyrics building up, while I’m filling up these floppy disks
These young faces spit lines, they

Another night of writing, file saved to copy scripts
Lyrics building up, while I’m filling up these floppy disks
These young faces spit lines, they

I won, but at what cost
Thought I was found, but I'm still lost
Felt like a slave, they were the master
Terry is young, but he's a bastard
This place

the ten he tucking ten and baby micro
My head just steady spinning off a light four
I wanna be so rich and have a crib out by the white folk
For life I'm

street he go take give pastor
And you the members dier s3 y3 de mo nyinaa ay3 duster
We never giving up on shit e fit to take forever
Cox you a shame if

for me
They laughed and shook it off like I won't back to back in church cause I ain't have a choice
Used to play with drums when I was young you ain't

Yea
Pen
When its good I wanna hold on forever
Like buried treasure but a dead king with jewels
Is just a coffin with bones and bezels
So impressive

Two thousand five
I wasn't hurting
Born in oh one
I'm not so young
Reside out Brooklyn
Two thousand one
Didn't look so fun
Until it was taken
On my

proud of you
You're making powerful decisions as a young man
And that's the way to go, that's the way to go
Give me holla when you get a chance, talk

better
But for better or for worse, I'm in this bitch forever
Marcus Wit A Dollar Sign
Shoutout myself every time
I'm the one who put in that work and did

who want the title, it's vital to know
I'm a combination of all my idols and some killers
Pay ya dividend or get visited by them niggas
Spray it if it's

Because the stories been told
About the Black and the Bold
About the Young and the Old
It’s time we step up this game
Because these rappers is lame
Every