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and unable
To comprehend what it's all for
Ill pick you up like you were when you'd still walk on all fours
For my back still ain't sore, we've only started

by any means
Anything, no matter fees, to get all amenities
This my remedy, you testing me, you testing longevity
Submit up to the king and I reign

peace
Speeding by the beach it's my favorite place to be
With some drinks and some music watching the sun sink
Ain't nothing but a g thang baby
Loc'd out

a fed, you talk like a snitch
Stomp on that bitch, put a hole in his head
Stand up to me, bitch
You'd wish you were dead

Just ask yourself who's knocking

want from me?
I can't risk my heart so don't you dare love me
Didn't grow up having someone hold my hands for me
Been running all my life, I see feds

Took too many L's, he don't like to lose
He ain't dumb, they try to play him like a fool So he up'd on the tool, gotta let him know too
Too many

about doh in the end
Keep taking free health and cheap pills for granted
You'd be dead without it
Or in mad debt sick nostalgic
And sick coz the up

Ai Gang shit Overseas shit OOOWOO Its meeee
Woi Sea Sea Two Thousand!
Sea Sea Ai ai ai ai Two Thousand
Bro said pour it up we're gonna get burst
They

It's a spoon-fed experience
Yeah, I thought that line was hilarious
But we headed back to the project
Get a couple lines in
By some motherfuckers who

(HOOK)
No matter if it's love or hate I'mma always keep it real.
I don't deal with no fake folks and I ain't stuck up in my feelings.
cll I know is

to move keys in the jeep
My Brooklyn boy said his fam got Ps for the cheap
My other man got knocked by the Ds in the sweep
Was only there when you up, you

Lemme start off by sayin you a fuck boy wanna be
Claimin I ain’t flexing I ain’t got a fuckin Rollie
That might be true but my glasses are Versace

lessons it’s to become a better man

Remembering seshin with Bobby off the grav

I’m just fed up man

The one percent has us in their hands

Observing us

woulda these years later I’d still be round here acting a fool here

I went west, south west, then west, when the feds say stop I ain’t listening na

If i

Lost in the crowd I never thought I'd make it
Stuck on the prowl cause everybody naked
My girl says that I'm a bad man but I
I got a soul as sweet

they see uh huh (yeah)
Even the haters moving up their fucking seats uh huh (uh huh) (it's crazy)
Want a better view of what I'm bout to do to this beat

powerfully
I feel free when the world doesn't owe it to me
It's so hard to find a gig that lives up to the billing
Trying to find a reason to work, God

feeling Misch Porter
True say I might step with Harlem
I'm a hundred with gang
And by myself I'm spartan
Them man there doing up bench
Cause they ain't

on the...
Wolf head on the young God,
Call him cnubis,

cre you dumb?
cre you sick?
cre you skunk'd? 
cre you stupid?

Look how they twist up,
The perception

And even after take that to the bed

Black lined there, distracted by words
Zoned out there, where are my nerves
My arms gone numb, but still flippin' up

to the top
Niggas tryna jack
End up in a box
Me and my niggas
We roll like the mobb
Cleveland raised
And Down Tha Way bread
All the projects get
Harassed by

fiction, it'd be easier to write this
Some folks try to front like they so above you
They'd tear this motherfucker up if they really loved you

This is for

hit me up,
Never quick enough after pickin up,
Feds on a nigga block ridiculous,
'cause the game done brought all our shit to us,
I done bit

like the chorus I'm fed up with all this
Keep working like never will it be my time
But I'm dope right now as if I was in my prime
Feeling like the only