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feel threatened
Like a priest the word is my weapon
Like a chief you carry protection
But I know what it's like in the city
It's not always pretty
Life's

the nightmares that you'll be only
Be by yourself, it's lowkey lonely
Lying in the same tone with your pretty see-through face on
Magic happens 'cause you are

runnin' ricky
She sees me and she poppin' her titties
We them niggas that really get busy
And tell me why these opp niggas dissin'
My niggas winnin', they

heart
Seen you in the city,
Girls high saddity..
Walk right by like I never had parts.


See you in the city
Lookin all pretty
But I
Pretend
You don’t

Calling you all by my side now
I can't do this shit alone
Hope you hear me and I
And I hope you get the message too
Cause I can't do this shit alone
Calling

pocket 
To buy the world 
I take trips overseas
Bring home the finest girls
I’m sitting pretty
Bet you wish you could fill my shoes
I only do what a player

your career experimental no finality 
Evident reality staring down the barrel your apparel 
Pretty big dreams bigger scenes locked down in the psyche

know who I am
The real me on my phone
I just hear WOMP Womwomwom WOMP
Lower your tone
We whatever you say we is
Well
When we alone
I ain't no bishop

Jean 
pimping with a pretty ting plotting on 50 Gs
Player got the game by the cchilles
I been going strong baby Hercules   
every move purposely advances

I'm on the edge 
I ain't got nothing in my pockets 
I was on the block 
Poppin shots in the air 
Surrounded by monsters
Airplane overhead
Looking for

hundred-somethin'-thousand out the mud
What I wasted
My dream was right in front of me
I got up and I chased it
Bitch, it's Ricky, yo

Ayo, hustle for a cause, so I'm ignorin'

cCCESSORIES 
Only listen if she pretty in the face only
My man and I and,
 The black phone screen.
Do you really love me baby, 
Come on tell me! 
Opportunities

You know the routine by now and pretty damn well
Every devil was an angel who fell
So you tell em

This is your shot to give me mine
To put me in

yo sister

Questions answered 
Shot and killed by a sick bastard
My opinions stay the same so ain't no difference in the power

I'm motivated 
To kill

like I was setup 
Judging by way he reacted, he didn't like my tone
Told me that my car I'm driving
"There's been a lot of em stolen"
"YOU GOT YOUR

Stitched up by another block's heat
Every new label had to cop beats
All my nilla friends they would tell me
All you gonna be's just a wannabe

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high devotion 
Lost inside a cosmic ocean
Conjuring my calling as I fall into my thoughts in motion
Since back in the day With the racks in the safe

this boss on Deck
See fuck the money what I’m feeling in my Core
That's beyond the Zim hunger we was willing to explore
In Balito being stuck they left

my own
I bite my tongue in the street
And then I scream in my sleep
All these opinions I keep
The only thing I can keep
I bite my tongue in the street

frights
Really though, it's pretty not my style
Texting a pretty girl while I cry my eyes out
I bet she's crying too, and so are we
That's what I meant by

the stock rose
Like day traders on Dow Jones it's 1 O
If you raised tainted with brown tones my stand point
Is to make it a all course or go on forward
It's

I used to hate all my Melanin
I used to feel so irrelevant
They put my daddy on medicine
We in America but I don't feel American

Cause they tried

for you
I used to be a pretty flirty guy
Talk to any girl that pass me by
But that all changed when my love was named to you
Got a back-up plan so I