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be where your dream go
I can see it baby by the sparkle in your eyes
You out here living how you always glamourized it
No surprise shit this some other

that we gon’ have a come up, look
17 with dreams of blowing up through the seams
It seems like these made of relationships with the fiends
When they

niggas say they real but they ain't never going to slide
How the fuck we falling off when you was right by my side?
Had to do it on my own ain't have

the sex appeal
Music for your ears and you can get to feel (Uh huh)
Respected by people in the mainstream
But me and dem don't have the same dream
I'm in

pulled on me (Hah)
In broad daylight was by APD (Woo)
And I came up in third ward
I feel safer around trap boys
I protect mine n you protect yours
You

Ahmaud Arbery
No more tears
Time to fight back
Ha
Staring at my son sleep wit my gun in reach
Thinking about what to teach him when it come to police

The Representatives for the BCC
[Rock] When you come through the door, what do you see?
[Starang] Rockness Monsta, Mista S-T-R-A-N-G
[Rock] When you come through

an attitude
And careless tendencies
Mad at the world, mad at my teachers and I made my share of enemies
Insecure as a teen so people on the streets started

profit 
Now the only thing stems excitement 
grit my teeth 
i make music for the hustlers in the street 
for the parents just makin ends meat 
Know it's Z

fight
Unseen missed flights cold streets dim nights
Mostly insight I have to admit that my look has pivoted a bit
I'm gripped by a fit

Jamais vu et ni

I'm from where them young niggas ain't scared of nothing
10 years ago drinking tussy
Nutting off all in public
Drive-bys in broad daylight its

with a Ruger
Got hit by my shooters
Right in his medulla
Took over dreams like Krueger
I'm feeling like Fred
All you rappers is dead
Word to God son

project
Get it me and Em, Hop
Logic, Joyner, NF, Royce
All need to make a song
Shout out Tech N9ne he the goat rap legend
Underground king 55 shows trav put

is my bae
Back in my dreams when I used to sleep
Me and my brother were running the streets
We were getting the bags and rapping on beats
We stuck by

going long
I get the deuce put it in styrofoam
We in the hood no location trap phone
I had to grind it didn't happen by hope
Amiri jeans with the big

my daddy wasn't
Tryna be a good example to my little cousins
And the other youngings
Who feel like
The streets are always buzzing
Calling their name

much solace
Like 30 days when that EBT hits your wallet
I wonder if I'm live in dream, moe
My corneas are open and I'm so foco
I guess its real cuz don't

wanna gossip and spread rumour
I don't talk about beef when I'm next to ya
You pop guns, sell bricks and you're no good
Put work in the streets

a young'n I was raking leaves
Guess a nigga always love to play with green
When I walk thru the hos start to make a scene
Dripping wetter than a dolphin they

Out on the streets in the 90's
Never had enough money for an ice cream
Niggas on the other side wanna fight me
All the chicks in the hood wanna wife

hawk yo ass in
I pullup wit gang ina Benz
You can’t swim wit the sharks
We gone bite off yo fin
Toatin dis glock but I like f&n
Fuck yo bitch off a perc

dependency on consumers
This that take a shot at destiny by sticking to my guns
Giving everything that's been hidden in my lungs
Devidends'll come first you

mode
Study the game like a scholar
Compromising is a no no
N double-O, No Other Options
Juat like the beat how her bunule bounces
Stop, let it breathe

'cause I gun through faith, gave enterprise
Niggas get crowned quick these days
Street this, best this, king that, we ain't seen that
All we see around