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and crowned your highness or christened
Conscience imprisoned, my mind go feeling indifferent
If all this shit is fake then where did my dime go
All them

wait that's my phone
Let me God on the line to say what I think wrong
I got a lot on my mind, a little time on this song
And you know it's 'bout time

mind with hands
Master like Rodin it may be my last dance
I ain't tellin' lies keep your head up high
And if you slippin' no need to sigh
I ain't telling

you think of me
But that's a game that we play now, step back, view the time pass
And it's too fast for my mind wow. roll up help me slow down
I'm moon

dry deep fried in some lies
Lil bitch you Kentucky
Quit the fucking crying
Said i'm picky with my time
Tunnel vision for the grind
I ain't switch ain't

they memories
I'm Begging UPS for shifts , I knew a 9 to 5 wasn't for me
Some days I be fucked up
I miss my daddy G
But then I think about it
That Nigga

tacos in my belly, a 40 in my hand
I've been sleeping on a floor
I've been living in a van
Running out of hope
I'm running from the man
I ain't much for

stealing the base if I see an opening
If I stop and think then the time to get there could be closing and
I can't keep missing my chances, Time is money
I

believe it (not at all)
When I shoot my shit, I don't ever miss, better hit my target (yeah-yeah)
And it go lil' quick, I'm the wrrong nigga to start with

takin my brain
Don't let that money and that fame
Be the reason you insane
Pollutin' yo common sense
Now it's dollars and change
Now you gotta set it off

strike, they duck under.
I’ll be on a flight soon, bringing my wave to Russia.
Wanting the world to be yours is the mind of a hustler.
Chechen Republic,

the gears
Coming out the foreign this liquor I been pouring
Got me pulling all nighters hard to keep my eyes open
All the dollar signs in my mind keep me

When Joe tried to cross me man I lost my mind and I swear I died a little
I had to buy a new whip
This Maserati music
I'm bout as high as could get
I

wanna pull up then we spray
Aim it at his
Aim it at his fuckin face
Look at my eyes and look at my face
I'm tryna get by I don't wanna race
I'm tryna get

I'm lost out my mind, what happened to me
All these fucking lies, you niggas can't sing and you know it
Stop trying to implode and sit back and watch

with big mouths
Since Kool Herc been down
Actin' like we never been around
This my blood too, melt down plastic crown

How? Anyone in their right mind

Palm angels in the sky I don't wanna die
Ghetto birds fly around all through the night
I been trapped in the city tryna save my soul
They telling me

who hated me
On my grind now
So make it double
My lil' baby
She look up to me
And for her I'll scuffle
And no matter what
Her and her mama
I'ma always

get money, but you clockin' my bags

I don't trust many, I'm really my own man Ask Romilly, gon' barter with old man
Wake up early and trap was

tellin' you about yourself
Like if I'm Richie or Stunna or Tjay put me up on replay
When you listen to me by your self
Or even play me on your ig
Show my

venomous lyrics
Like my pen was stained with poison
Now moisten ya lips
And suck upon this clip that I spit
Let your mind saturate
The prism of mental

I'm with you
You put my mind at ease
No drugs can help this
It's only your love 
It's only your love that helps
I wanna call up 
But I got do this by

as you throw it back at me
Iron sharpens iron tell by how my jeans fit there's never slack in me
That makes em mad at me
Had to be someone had to be me

real
Oh Lord please don't let me be misunderstood

Ask someone to dry my sorrows when you sabi swim
Mind strong anyhow like say he sabi gym
For where I