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an eagle flying
Through these New York City streets 
Pledge to be creative and 
Make this heat for the lonely beats
Got no time for weak minded cats who talk

sister's house
And you've still got it in your drawer, even now

[Verse 2]
Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze
We're singin' in the car, getting

Can you see I still go
Watch I'm still here
On my bloody road
Oh tell me can you heal
Me my Lord
I beg to save my soul
Beg to save my soul

Verse 2

toys
Reading books by Rick Rubin
In order to teach some game you gotta be a student
CWN thats Ceejay Will and Me
Making the connections in this bitch

Yeah
Check'a
Let's get it (Check'a on the beat)
Uh, what's good homie
I heard in the street that we got beef and you out here tryna look for me
But I

complaints cause I was gone two years
Ain't none of y'all stayed the same
I had to get it on my own and now they wonder why I choose to be alone
They think

goodbyes at front doors. Seventeen drives through palm-lined streets and miles of crammed highways to Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School at 5901 Pine

down the street in my Marquis
Sipping mercury
Spitting blasphemy
Smoking gas puff pass don't ask for me
Dnd
Don't call me
Don't text me
Don't fax me
Her

motherfucking loving it
You can’t out muscle him
You cannot muzzle him
I think fast no food like Muslims
They call me Ireland 'cause I
Do the work of two
People

Trying to get me home
Before the street light would turn on
And the sky turned black
Because that's
When the evil arrives
'Nangs', needles and knives
How

doesn't work
You want me on your album well at least it's about a k a verse
I don't do it for fun i do it for real over the years i developed a skill

used to authenticity
They two dimensional, I'm 5D, that's why they mention me
My name's a corporate entity, my vibe so street
Your man's uncomfortable

Lil Fo, and man has He grown
He's dropped countless singles, 2 albums, you Know, I could say whatever, but you could

just go check his discography
But,

hungry, didn't offer me s to eat
He was concerned about my net worth based on the word on the streets
He must've thought I was Dr.Phil the way he was

I watched the game as it developed with my ear to the streets
I see too many famous artists with careers on a leash
Said let me back, cause he who

wagosi WA kaya
Album tunauza wenyewe wadosi wabaya
Mtaa kwa mtaa WA kush tunafosii Ile Mbayaaaah!
Sina mikwara ya mandonga ukibugi nnavunja taya
Niko solo

to the crucifixes
red lights over black streets
looking in my rearview two ghosts in my back seat
pull me in pieces and zip lock me in bags
I'm headed to where I'm

lights over black streets
looking in my rearview two ghosts in my back seat
pull me in pieces and zip lock me in bags
I'm headed to where I'm destined

there for good luck, and listen up
The following was all said by
Jesus Christ at some point:

I was drivin' down the street
When the police came to me

money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in

happen is getting lost in the shadows
In the gallows, in the valleys
On the streets, in the alleys
On the beats, with some lyrics
Right foot creep, hit

I ain't had a rough time
Yea I got to grow up
Raised by niggas who ain't ever gave a fuck
Still real niggas stood ten toes tall
Told me it's real

of wealth could bring ya façade to a dead stop
And catch a buzz like the fly on Mike Pence's head top
Six months, I got two albums and a tape 
How does that

check
The Statyk is booming you hear the truth
You know we ain't capping I'm in the booth
Pacing the streets with the biggest tunes
So my bars couldn't