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died in Locust Grove,
4 people I knew within a month,
It might be smart to get a gun,
[bleep] got shot for having fun,
I don't pray but I prayed for
your hands up"
Put your hands up
Its B.U.G.L.I.F.E till Im ashed up
Where if you aint a real one then dog you aint make the damn cut
A&D Ointment boy Im
matter where you at somebody always gotta Goal
You gotta watch em close they might say they solid but they bound to fold
B-r-u-dd-a-s juss don't mean what
Like David, dance with all my might
Got ops, they tryna end my race
They demons, God gon' end they life
God gon' give me life
Me and God, we tight
Fakes
writing with purpose
Cause I'm missing Aotearoa man I think I might be hurting
Forming vivid pictures in my mind is it disturbing
It's time to start a new
the nine two times
With a machine no gym
Tryna put him in the sky
Make an opp boy fly
Get whacked by mine
Where them at, where them be, where
Depression and sorrow corrodes my bones
I feel an inner void, what am I doing here
I won't be missed if I disappear
I'm wasting youth and life, they don't
the cars that they be flippin
But listen, it's nothin but a everyday thang
In the Oakland California which is home of the Dame
And if you peep it Oakland's
chains, maybe all of this is meant to be
When I'm gone, do they wish I was there
If I'm feeling lost do they want me to share
If my brain is off and I sit
Starting over
I live life with no limits
But strong morals
I wish that they knew the difference
In this newfound independence in life
I figured out
and fully ignored by the F.B.I.
He who justifies the wicked and he the righteous condemns
Both of them are alike they are both an abomination
Do you want
scienceDriving on empty, don't push me or tempt meAnd send me into a frenzyI am me, but I'm not me I might be poppingtoo many oxycodone the dr had gotten mesaid
gone no supervision
fucc a homie, nate was phony, by myself, keep it crippin
babyface n at that age, bodies might include civilians
dragonball, give em
a million miles
But this is a long journey
October 31st 2023
I be turning 23
I swear this age thing, is getting to me
Scared my hair might turn grey
Before I
proper, back to the entertainment,
They thought I would have be finished by now,
Just up preparing another lines huh!
Where I am right now l, think is
Got a bad little bitch in the A
Like some pins bitch you all in the way
Dick her down she be gone by tomorrow
But why you still shopping at Zara
Spug
I been trynna teach em how to trap
But they ain’t been listening
Speaking on a game that they don’t know
Like play by play from the trap via Sal
every room of the house
Yeah, they were 16 by 32 by 3/8" gypsum panels
And they were nailed to the 2x4's with 16" centers, say what
Let me tell you
just like a guillotine I collect heads like a basket,
Sitting on a couple classics,
Barge in the game make a racket,
U.M.B.C. 2.0.1.8., I’m bout
on the 7th (Damn)
8 that pussy all night cuz it ain't have a Smell (mhmm)
9 times outta 10 riding by myself (yea)
Handle shit 1 on 1 ion fuck with 12 (Fuck em)
performed two songs and most hate it
I'm despised by the heavens, my tombstone is post-dated
I told flex he had to wait to get my album, but I guess he
the fuckin' cafeteria
Fuck all that Hollywood shit!
Let's fucking rap, man
Yo, check it
This that high school lunch time cypher
I might just step in this
of Samyaza, a man who plays people for fools and makes their lives harder because they now have to climb a mountain named Hermon in a life meant to be
about to tell you might leave your mind boggling
But hold your pity, let me do this quickly
Didn't know I existed until I was
Three years old when I
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