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See life around here changes like the wind
Souls trapped by circumstance 
don't know where it begins or ends
I sit on rooftops and watch my city with

my attention span has been taking a big ding. I got a big ding for you right here

Hey. Hey, fucko. Hey. Move it, fucko.
Sweet Pea. Hmmmm

On my way

boy, cause you know I bring it back 
I got the people bumpin', I ain't even drop a track (nah) 
2-3-4, that's my nation, I'm reppin' that 
Ain't gotta

Because I keep questioning
Their purpose in my life
Will they corrupt mine
Simply by affiliation
Get away from me you crustacean
Rip off your crab legs not

Excuse me, if you had just one thing you could get off your chest so you would feel totally free, what would it be

Uh, what situations have I been

happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door

labor despite hissing of serpents
Gotta repeat and rinse til it's perfect
Baby stay by my side
Please hold me down
Doing this to make you smile
I hate

to illustrate flow, (flow 3x)

pardon me why does everyone seem stressed out,
i mean i just got here and i barely poked my chest out,
i'm putting on for philly

that you somethin that you not
Boy big chillin while the work is payin off
Something like a sloth
Dro get delivered by drone to the door
Man I ain't got

you ... 



They get out of line .. everytime.. I got a different route.


I mess with small population.. a back door the scenic route...

I got a flex

One yourself and two - run up with three gats
A 4-5, or six shot seven let eight clap
The nine milli throw ten shots
Where your face at
And the mac

the first nigga to kick
Yo mami was thick, silk skirt with thigh split
I couldn't quit, trying to peep out the privates
The live shit, you know how loose I

feed me soup without a noodle
Got your man in the booth, and we canoodle, uh
I-I don't really get down like you do
All these niggas say they pits, but

own time,
And that's why, you gots to watch the drive-by,
My trigga finger moves quickly, constantly at'cha body,
I'm here to make you bleed indeed,

hard ever since you left
My heart done peeled out
My phone's tapped
Do not call my old number
I been backed door by a couple bros
I got no love for him
I

East Oakland to South Jamaica
Hilo to Kalapana
Got a lot of hotties as sweet as Papaya out here
Dishonor will get you cracked
Up in your mouth without

trophies chasin' a Huge marlin
Reap what you sow I'm ready to start The new harvest
Keepin' rappers in line without Havin' to use margins
The only time you

graduated, met a girl, had kids
We both from the trap, but they made it out this shit
And I'm glad 'cause I'm here and I'm stressed out
Bullets in my door

a fiend when the nicotines in'em
You see the greed in em, popped one they got three in em now the d's in'em then Im leavin'em
cnd start roamin already gave

down
5 - 4 - 3
Two One, Thats Eleven!
Yeah maybe I'm demented
I hope you're not offended
That this song
Still hasn't ended
This is not what i expected

I'm not broke, I'm pre-rich

It's embarrassin' there's really no comparison
If that's not clear by now then go and get some Claritin
Don't B long if you

shit!
Yeah! We laugh, this is TBM radio
You're rocking out with your boy
I got some boys on deck and this boy
He go by the name Fred The Godson!

Ah Stogie T
Ey you gon have to settle down man
You got a lot to get through ait
After this man you gon have to decide
You know I draw the line
Make

yeah I'm grown
Come here baby let me tell you how I like it
This a ocean not a kiddy pool, be cautious when you're diving
Want a nigga with some money