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that repo
Ass get shot up
Like a lipo
Where I'm from
We got them cheat codes
Runnings hills all day
That's mipa
Tryna make it out these streets cold
Kate

red dots, but that's just something that they conceal
Honest, but you abide by snitches
Fork in the road got me to go ride my ditches
I tell the truth

know why
From the rain, came up, I then came I know a lot about pain, make you feel my pain
Wondering so many times, why I still see the same

I don't

been runnin' laps after laps
And I ain't lettin' up
Shorty from my past
Hit my line
She tryna give it up
No guarantees in this life
In case you didn't

maybe there's reasons
That change, only can come from a movement
All other means seem toothless
Man i'm saying it's useless, cuz the truth is
You think

emotion
Not even troubled by commotion
It's just the way that I grew up
Ain't no devotion
To anybody that gets close and
Yeah imma young kid
Mixed kid
Far

regret it
A terrible choice if you chose me
I never chose me, still I persist
I'm sick of watching the old me run away slowly
Coping by writing all night

Jordan do the drive-by shooting
Alphabetically recline my Uzi, pow, and let em try and find my SUV
All you rappers all Sci-Fi movies, got me tripping off

look ugly
when you’ve seen too many movies
every hillside is scarred
by all the things that we discard


it’s a long call
from a radio ocean
I want

don't float
Get griddled like a skillet I'm a killer blood soaked
Then I pray to the goat sucking blood from an infant
Gaped in three holes make you cum

them Ps and a ratchet 

Got caught wit a gun mama calling my daddy 

Good P break it down left wit 28 scrap 

U sell it u smoke it however u trap

I

Automatic, it is like a curse
Someway somehow, it will go from bad to worse
My own enemy

I got mind pollution, something's messing with my head
It's

one of your bros, every lyric that I write, it really comes from the soul
The bars harder than the ground, that's up under your toes
I'm the king by

taught me well, and now I'm tasting
Fruits of hard work, fruits of labor, fruits of service, from my Savior
Ever since this ministry got into me, it's been

the time
West side homies
Eastside homies
Southside homies
same goals,
just divided by street codes
Loyalty runs deep
I keep my ear to the streets
Shout outs

Boy
You dressin' tacky
Smokin' on gas, got kicked out the telly
I'm in Miami fuckin' hoes from Cuba
Big body 'Cat, roarin' 'round a cougar
I ain't gotta

ain't bout nun
When niggas pop up y'all niggas gone run

I know you guys are confused by all the tough shit that he saying
But in all honesty I have

to profess
Take off that badge and I can show you who is dauntless
My heart is
Crying while my soul it grieves the righteous
Carrying the load as instructed by

Well you can take your donkey self to Madagascar far from me
Look
I'm Muhammad with the bars a floatin' bird stingin' bee
Another colored youngin' good

Just when you thought my story was over and the curtains were about to close
I rise from the ashes and stick my foot inside your nose
Incase you

tell you where I’m from, you’ll find out in the next Marvel origin story movie
But where I live now is warmer, I found the other neighborhoods too cold

floor. Let me tell you something
If any of these maggots from the so-called mafia want to come after me
I'm not a hard man to fight
Man, you must have

meanwhile I'm tryna get ahead
Get the cash and
Get the basket get the leg
Run that change up
Makes the coins turn
Into the bills
Spend it fast
You know it

that glock in range

Go on and tell the world that I'm the one you got your style from
This shit ain't comin' overnight, I boss my life up crumb by crumb