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who don't believe it
Where do I begin

So many words were written of
The coming of the Lord
A thousand years of prophecy
Just can't be ignored

God in

who I am and thats a fact had to make sure the grind on full attack
All this work put in but they don't quite believe cuz these niggas goin soft so just

You're Not the 1

The Grouch

Fuck the Dumb

2000

gullible, Evian backwards
Baby I'm slack you're tight
Just perfect for the night, I want to work it somethin' right
Humpin' hype off the vibe you set, but

beep
Close the door
Beep beep beep
Close the door
Yeah, yeah

Round my way
Round my way (Yessir)
Lets do a round my way (Yeah)
Round my way
Found my way

the right place in the right time
With the crew in the stu like a hive mind
Makin' moves outta view from ya eyesight
You'll never do if you wait til

handing shit to these niggas (all facts) i love the way that life been going lately separating the real by magnifying fugazi makin these niggas work cus it

for a fact

Cause I'm from 8th nigga where the realest reside
Where niggas get money, put in work and always been fly
You know the vibes I ain't gotta

Watching us move 
We smooth 
They can't call 
The play by play ay
Big bank 
Take lil bank
Lil nigga 
I'll put it in laymen's  
I put in that work and
I stack

place
By the time I'm done with this I'm gone be there with the greats
My brother sellin pure white like the Aryan race
When I asked to get into it he

bye
Before it even hit the bank no lie
I do my best swear to love i try
But I'm running out of options as my life pass by
I'm only spinning my wheels

a message, that we all know
Be inspired by what you want in life, and what you don't
Do you want to be the, motherfucker in the warehouse
Fighting with boss,

The master's house will not be
Dismantled by this man's
Dick in my mouth but

I could try, give a little taste
Every opportunity and I just went and
Wasted 'em,

represent Austins East (Austin's East)
Killin beats by MrTrackGonEat (TrackGonEat)
Before he was MrTrackGonEat (4Real)
When Sic Shu introduced us he was like

by surprise
(Cuz I caught her by surprise)
You a fine woman
I'm the catch
You the prize
Told me that I turn her on probably no matter what the size

and hung after I cum
All I do is lie there and cry a bunch

I don't know how to give a fuck
No wonder this album fucking sucks
So many bars it's all to much

if you niggas got a life I'm too alive
Every line is do or die
Can't keep up so they envy
With all the odds set against me
No need of being friendly

Bitch I cook it up

Geist, poltergeist 

Bitches drinking up

Poltergeist





Move off the strength 

Yeah by my dolo

Fucking these broads

Don't

tryna grow
If God calls me to do something of course im gonna go
Devil come near me better row row your boat
Devil squawkin just like a crow
When Jesus

over by the curb
I don't do no in and outs
Can't vouch for whatchu heard
Niggas thorough round here
33 and a third, time is ours this year
3PEAT, repeat,

and Haile
Expensive attire
Had the ped with the tinted visor
Now it's accountants, surveyors
Lawyers, mortgage, advisors
I'm in the big league all I
Had to do

a ninety-five, shit
Yeah, I remember when I started back in nine-five
I was just a bright-eyed white guy
All I ever had to do was make beats and write rhymes

But, I keep going, man
That's all I want to do, is just create
Create and inspire
But, better days are coming

[Chorus]
I’ve seen better days
'Cause

got a red shirt
And blue pants on

I wanna make nice, between Bloods and Crips
They could work out
Through their tons of differences
(See, I like red

grew up kinds fast by wondering how they load it
Product of the '80s, '95 Navy
The Empire roller ring was out here tryna raise me
Straight up out