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I wanted self-esteem
Had to get myself high
Ain't nobody gon pull you along
Get ya self by
Failed once still gave another try
Crooked jaw, crooked

Don’t be talking like you know me 
Know for damn sure we ain’t homies 
I’m that nigga that bust plays and do my dirt 
All by my lonely 
I be suited for

defining truth
Let's go back to ancient jews
You might think they had messy rooms
But that's not the case kid no
Those guys were super straight edge
They

of believing what's said in the news 
What we need is a bunch of better schools 
A community where we police our own 
But by the way it's looking we headed into

you know
A real fancy thing at that
And you know what I bet ya?
I’ll bet you she’s a real lady in the streets and a real freak in the B-E-D
Ain’t shit

Northside nigga what's happening
22 with a whole bunch of shit on my mind
Is it money or myself what the shit imma fine
I go back being a skinny fuck who was

If you know you know it’s what it’s been idk if I’m coming back
How im tryna get to the $ bout to become a lumberjack 
Electrocution when it get

No stranger to the rain
Got a bunch of cloudy scars
Never fell to the pain
I got stitched by stars
Never paid them mind
I was living by Mars
They

back from the dead again, I am The Revenant

Man, life is a struggle, you know what it be like (for real)
So I gotta get it, I'm sure you can see why

But you were listening to my
Shit back in the summer
(Yea, you did)
Hit my dm and
Having a salty fit
(salty fit)
Saying “you’re so bad,
Stop buying all

cant wait now
Said by 2 its goin on 8 now
Focus da grace enjoy da day
Can't choose what way it take route
You worry on words out dey mouf
Da jury aint

picking up
But uh back to the story

See this shit loud as fuck when you in that shit
That's why I moved over to this mattress
You don't hear a damn thing

it shift me
To a higher state
Ain't been in since a pickney
You pick me
As a prince charming
Of west phillie
Palm stay greased
By the cheesesteak

Niggas actin up
They ain't bad 
These shots will back them up
Hitting accurate
Targets missed
That's never a fact for us
You rap for what
Your pen is dead

in the slums, I was blind
But now I see

You can check my IG page, I promise
I don't talk to freaks
You gon' see a bunch of trolls and broke
Ass niggas

went back to their sheep

Last thing I remember there were wise men at the door
They had a bunch of packages from the place they were before
"We're

of here
And there's nothing you can do about it
I've got a parachute embedded in the
Back of my tuxedo so
Now I'm gonna jump over boaaaaaard
And land in

me" shit
What a bunch of rookie shit
Where's the fucking fury bitch?
You wanna cause a scene?
I pull out the Uzi bitch
Clip longer than a movie bitch

don't love you
Six shooter tucked down by the abdomen
Tell tha thing get the click like an African
Better get 'em to the point like a javelin
Tryna keep

outmatched by the weak
Step up get smacked up
Knock you right down when you try to get back up
Give me some space better back up
My team? Can't attack us
It

wasn't born with no one hand-in-hand
You'd think they was on Acid way they asked for a second Chance
I don't care bout the awards that's what I mean by

Maybe it does with the honies
A bunch of futureless druggies
Who finna get killed by Muffin I'm
Choppin' the baking soda I'm cookin'
These weary rappers

need to get taxes out the ass
But what do we do when the competition
Buys the competition and we stuck in a trap
Knowing we stuck and we not coming back

even mean that in a romantic way
I'm talking plutonic don't have a best friend I would call and say
Hey man I appreciate you everyday
Sticking by me