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over, I'd give my life to you[02:04.76]Addressing this the hardest thing to do[02:06.12]I wasn't over you, I'm still not[02:07.66]You were my plan, I had
Harder but ain't laying Low
Tell this niggas ain't smile ain't joking
And Sometimes I don't wanna let is Show
Am From broke, that's why I'm moving Low
Still just 25 but man the years go by
One day our friends will be gone
Some might even die young
But you can lie, you're so good at it
And I don't
me now if I'm dreamin'
But if I ever know who I was
It's to love her
Love her even more if she falls
Oh, pretty stars
You were always aligned
Just had
on I rose to the challenge
Took many years just to get to this verse
I kill it at my live shows the way I rehearse
If you want the real shit I'm
flames for those who don't have the passion
Of Christ, the Messiah the real chosen one (Jesus)
This whole race has just begun
So I'm running for my son
keeping me from my American Greed
With their wanton eyes, it's all part of their plan
To send their kids up here to take command
Well, we'll put 'em in
His task will be to develop
An overall strategy for America
When really
A new world order can be created
It isn't just a crisis
We living in a new
the fuck going on?
Been feelin’ like getting played, been tryna get the bag.
But I can't hold on.
At the top of the mountain, I’m just looking down.
Got
I watch you leave a half hour too early
Excuse my wrath
When you ask about Sunday night plans
On Monday night
I'm scrambling to keep it together
on the pc, next day I got to school
In class being told that I'm just another buffoon
Teachers didn't get the game plan but that's cool
Really man, couldn't've
As I’m looking at your plan
So when you see me down again
Give me that guiding wind hey
Gimme your soul
Gimme your soul
Gimme your soul hey
Give me what it
stop breathing
More time I just laugh when they’re speaking
Anyway, allow that bad boy talk
It’s jarring and boring
It’s not startling I’m yawning
Wake
Stepped on me but I let him
PJs on when I dead him
Teenager would've murked you
Mutant Ninja tekkers, I'm a turtle
Protected by my shell and I can shell
just boarded on our futuristic spacecraft
No mistakes, black as our music we must take back
Yo, it's three thousand thirty
I want y'all to meet
but i goals fam
Held back by no man, the weight the whole fam
Sitting on my back like kids trying higher
Im trying see higher, I’m trying to rewire
and such precious little time
Can't pretend I'm not defined
By the view of a stranger's eye
However I identify
They just see a black guy
So I'm... damned if
Lou just went krazy let me spazz out too
909 the area while I'm in 702
I used to whip the Buick now it's a coyote coupe
I run with a Glock and a 762
whole minutes
N by the time youve finished you pour it inta a cup
Gravy egg n dirt milkshake
Right ive got a little plan now that ive got me gravy egg n
me cold
All the kids are talking slang I won't pretend to understand
All my friends are getting married, mortgages and pension plans
And it's
[Intro]
That's right ugh, check it out
Back in tha days where tha people were fresh
It was one mc who had to pass tha test
He was down by law,
a little warning
But not enjoyable
I am too busy to have friends
A lover would just complicate my plans
So I will never look for love again
I'm taking
plan to live forever (don't be talking that shit)
you better get your shit together (stop talking that shit)
it's the top of the division (still talking
me cold
All the kids are talking slang I won't pretend to understand
All my friends are getting married, mortgages and pension plans
And it's
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