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on your wallet 
Bitches dated me like diggers
Found no gold in my pocket
Shit I was broke with no prayers
But hope in my socks 
So I split these in these

problems head on, embraced my emotions
Didnt let it pile up like the waste in the ocean
Felt irate with this hate, disgraced, and commotion
But was patient

We make up The Body, yeah
You see my people right beside
With inheritance of Godly
We make up the Body, yeah
We make up the Body, yeah
Put your hands

missin’.
My mind lifted, 
Gifted with the wisdom from my strains. 
I’m in love with Mary Jane she take away all the pain.
Elevated brain.
Medicating every

lights up on my mausoleum
Cobwebs, cold water and peeling linoleum
It's got character, man, I should be thanking them
We're housing wounded animals; bring

disillusioned by this delusion of grandeur
My pride the cancer, humility is the answer
I’m found at the feet of Jesus on knees and with lifted hands up
The balm

my hands lifted up to the sky
Singing praises to the Lord, Most High
When His promises align
Said I’m waiting for those big time lights

It’s just

my hand

Needed to stack to pay for flights so my brothers can land

Just some mental goons up In the city

3 cars ten bodies all walking with stickies

highs
To get lifted right 
But the lifts inside
Can't reach it
No matter how deep I cut
It's too steep I'm stuck
Can't climb
So I gotta negotiate with my

face
Screaming till your lungs are grey and you just can't understand
Why you both lifted up your hands taking on that stance
Because a few hours later

A wretch
Filled us with joy
Like me
Yeah
Two dope boys
Said I grew up in the slums
Just a young boy trying to make it
The way we was serving pies
You would

to bear it
I don't think it's easy to pick yourself up by bootstraps
When all of your enemies are bragging 'bout their new straps
Or the barneys in

so I'm looking for my supplier
Yes he hook me up with gas but he is not employed by Spire
Swear to god this is the life for me
Came up unlikely
Bitch

know it or stay away
You mount up together knowing you throwing a stray away
Thrown in a position to be lifted from a day away
Drumming like your heart

Try to make me hate my thighs and hips
All the weight God blessed me with
They got is so twisted
Magazines airbrush it up 
I show it off instead

My evil ways of crucifix
With no remorse, can't you hear it?

[Traffy/DeeJ]

Sitting by the window feelin pain
Something not clear just busted up my

before eleven on Saturday
But came in to get free at eleven on Sunday morning
She came in smelling like hookah and transgressions
Her holy hands lifted up

vibe with me I Know she wanna fuck though
She got a nigga but she blowing up My phone though
Pretty face, small waist and she got That fat ass whooo
Ey

Ain't no ham here
Lay up with you? I'm not Jelly Fam
Stepping in the Air Forces
Do the Nelly dance
Bet yo bitch will blow my socks
Off if she got

that I'm skating
My chain is real gold, it is not stainless, or it's the gold with the plated
I'm lifted, I'm elevated
I'm lifted, I'm elevated
I'm

hands to the sky dawg, I want more
Light it up for tonight, yeah it's time to soar
I wanna fly with the planes, ridin' my own lane
You gon' remember my

I grew up alone without You like a rebellious son
Spewing out all my hate at You, I was a Hellish one
Then the depression worsened, a person full

the pinky lifted when i the 2 Up
We too Up
I'm Too bless 
Late nights we don't rest
My Black still don't crack i don't stress 
To you forever from me to you

Lot of problems brought up off my thoughts I jot they often hate
For the ones who sippin rum with lifted trucks I spit this game
For the ones who