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on the scooter
Brand new VVM's, extra cash for the shooter
Dying of the Xandies, swallowing my kids bitch, I don't even want no family
The ones who claim they love

yeah yeah yeah 
Went and got me some racks and I got me some mo then I yeah yeah yeah 
Fuck that I'm tryna serve my country boy a 100 pack 
Yeah

in the mind yeah
Tried to put 'em on some airborne
Flight cross the country for the grind
Oh by yourself that's the journey that's the game
I gotta fix

could get running to the hills
Country a jungle if you can make it here you can make it anywhere
New York to Delaware to London and everywhere in any

you were the best
And then realizing pride is what makes you a mess
I don't want to take the lazy route
Too many spend their days amazed just by laying

How they deprive us
But we never
Surrender cause
We some riders
Still get criticize
By outsiders
How they steal
Ahh whole country
That’s ahh real thug

Ain't like the way I was livin' (hold up)
Was really out here sinning
Talked to God asked for forgiveness now I'm feeling good and replenished
Pushing P

Flight cross the country for the grind
Oh by yourself that's the journey that's the game
I gotta fix my ma feet before the chain
But ima ice my bitch yeah

Worried about my health
All the lies that you told while you moved in stealth (In stealth)
Feel like a cardinal, I was born by God but I'll die in hell

To work smarter not harder
I'm full of light I'm walking ambition
Grew up surrounded by these so called Christians
Who turned their backs when a young man

summer sun in the sky this is how we do Rocky Mountain high
Full tank of gas girls brew and grass hit the country roads we aint looking back
I need me

Live version of me
To everyone
Ai

Once upon a time I wasn't really born in riches
Family we figure how to make money in the sequence
Departing

Look, I was always told you can't make it make sense don't trust it
So I'll be out the country with the phone off, fuck it
Grown from when I was

are guessin
Okami a loner
Jug n fee nessn
Dont serve
On the corner
Still buy a blunt
Neglectin my hunger
I stay in the jungle
Ya Country as negu aint

this world just me by myself

A lot of hardship, the tears that I shed, make me who I am today, I got to get the bread
All the hurt inside, the blood I

music is my elevator
God, family music comes after ah!!!
I don't care the style of music just turn the volume up
Afrobeats, reggae music, RnB, Soul

a country
Who doesn't think his life matters
And yes
It's 2019
A new year, fresh start
But tell that to D'angelo Brown
Who was just shot
In the head
By

eggs 
Saw you for the first-time way down in my block 
Talking to a family friend 
You are not from the slum
Beautiful being 
Well created by the maker

your mind
Got my nine by my side watch it shine like a star you can only see me at night
Come to me if you want to battle me come on bring it on because

gotta get da cream
By any means
I finna feed da team
Take care of my family make sure my
Daughters proud of me
I came from poverty
Now my face
Up Ona tv

don't forget 


now before you judge me 
go and get YOU some money

everything real lovely
talk to God

he my company


Always looking good 
and smelling

so they don't take off after

Only doing an 8th of the job 'good god!' 'what?' what

It's only a few million in costs

Plus all of her bosses are

was visited by the God of the dead anubis

Ayo, Frodo Baggins what?
I'm gonna grant you your greatest desire
Taking the ring oh
And I'm gonna bring you

the level
I raise a little bit hell
Like I was raised by the devil
I was raised out in the country 
But in my headphones was metal.
Rap battles and sneak