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a ride with a player
A high atmosphere
If you down we can fly outta here, baby (You on top of the world, haha)
Come and take a ride it a player
You bored

live it down to the fullest
Your shots are so weak they bounce back like rubber bullets
We're vicious musicians that you see in your visions
Listen you

deliverance
Live in a world full of sinners that sleep at peace in the dark
Don't need no preacher to teach us that we need peace in our hearts
Ye though I walk

these minor rappers you gon see I'm in the major leagues
December third the world ain't ready for the hardest rap artist 
Tryna start the revolution show

before I came into this world I knew I was gifted
My Momma told me to stay away from drugs
Let them demons close, you'll end up addicted
Momma told me

I'm sorry I can't take you out of this world but it's only cause I needed space
Don't blow up my phone, this shit lame
Just leave me alone for the day

It's not enough to take the pain away
Fuck it yeah
Fuck it yeah
Fuck it yeah
Fuck it yeah
We live in a world so fucked up
We're getting hypnotized

phase me
Still vaporizing haze daily, stay dazed
But never lazy, maybe that's just the way
This cold world made me
Ever since I was a baby, I've been

nice jeans but you're riding the bus
Ik all about the gimmicks and the skemes that you run
Screaming black lives matter but you fall from the gun

Nah ik

Dropped Some Cartiers But I Dropped A Shooter
Pretty Boy Turned Goon Now That Boy A Shooter
Home Schooled By My Peeps, Streets Was My Tutor
You Ain’t Met

I'm looking in my mother's eyes thinking of Sinatra
I let her sing the blues and tell her all is forgotten
Switch the tune in the mood to dance with

I've earned the right to live the good life
Y'all know how long I've been rappin'

We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue
That's the only way we

I've earned the right to live the good life
Y'all know how long I've been rappin'

We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue
That's the only way we

your hand through the fire
Your lungs black from the fumes
Every day you search for a reason
And yet still scoff at the truth
The only way to live is

buck up to me
I could never snake up
My brothers you're crazy, you're buggin'
I still got a handful of grudges
I still think that nobody's
Better than by

for me and mine
When I blow up, all my neighbors gon' tell all of they friends
He used to live behind us, we used to live right next to him
Used to live

Drop the top
Run ya clique
Where’s your man
He a trick
I ain’t fully trust nobody since 2010
Imma cut the world off
1080 pound cannon
Imma hit

Oouu I Like It
Oouu I Like It
I don't give a damn
I don't need no help
I been in this shit I'll kill it by myself
Man I know I'm way too real
Man I

tough, knock 'em out, get 'em buried, G
Then blow a dub, yeah the kush
That’s the recipe
With Challace and Jones, we blow it by the P
Me and World Peace

focused on pleasures
I came out of the blue
What am I supposed to do
Yes, I am talking to you
I am not perfect, remember I told you
We need to live in

distress
And it’s one big goddamned mess x2
 
Now that green that turns to red, it goes black and blue 
Bruises all up and down your avenues, look,
So many

I know is I've got nothing left to lose
I've been on my own for way too long to move
On and every day I wake up feeling blue
So I work until my lungs

Yeah
I’m running shit just like I’m AP
Tryna turn this MK into a AP
I need a 160 bands nigga eight keys
It’s a cold world nigga feel the AC
Remember

kaleidoscope
I'm back in my zone
Tap the iPhone
Writing my raps
The world pass by
Captured in time-lapse
Catch your eye that
Venus flytrap
Watching Iraq
Live