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the lights scat I spin right back

Leave em in the water like a rice plant yeah you talk loud but you a nice cat
In your eyes can't seem to fight back
Balloons

With smoke from the reefer grown by the bro who
Knows what I mean when I expose the whole crew
Who conspire against righteous intent
Throwing lions in

Mixing brown with the white my life sour and kush 
My flight my nikes fright night wide eyes close as 
The smoke rises careless when you realized all

smoke
Cut the rope, hangin' by our throat, livin' like a ghost
Something's changed, cuttin' all this pain, think it's in my brain
Fuck the fame and money

VERSE:
step on STAGE in a pea soup 23 piece suit with a nose ring,
.microphone sewn to my coat sleeve, how I 
RAP but I don't even smoke weed, never

pussy
You'll lose your mind in this pussy
Want to squirt your kids in this pussy
Pu-, yeah now
Pussy (Ah)
Go buck wild in this pussy
Want to smoke a blunt

something bout your eyes that got my heartbeat racing
But chill, I'm tryin' not to fall again
Cause once you make a commitment, da loyalty always end

up side your head
Low Pro in this bitch best to break your bread
I said Opps up side your head
Low Pro in this bitch best to get the worst bread
Opps

of ink

So mandem, stop wifing these hoes, we ain't finished yet
Your girl's got a wandering eye, I'm a intercept
If anyone's got anything to say, though

I'm back
Hope you missed me
Hey T Vinci give me something

Get outta my face, get your cash straight
Hitting beat after beat like an 808
Racking

up is thicker than mud
The guts in my stomach were built by my mother
No father, no brother, no preacher, no other
Color of my face is from your

Cranston
I've been up for nights cramming in
My upward heights are not random
I started out right by a college campus
Tonight, I might smoke cannabis
Nothing

Eyes locked
Not in the screen 
Of your phone

Contemplations
Of an image
Have hit the scrimmage

This gimmick
Is vintage
Watch my grimace
Cause I ain't

the Visine for the tight red eyes
Jump in the Cutlass with the niggas from the set
The blunt went out but we ain't done yet
Get another one blaze like

enjoy life
So I get so high I wanna fly
Mama please wipe them tears from your eyes
Forget money
Imma buy ya a big house
Where you can watch the sun set

a therapist
A major failure
I can't be accountable for your behavior
Better luck get a fuck outta sober sailor
So back and forth baby volley ball
But only one

grinning
Never let me in
Out here winning
While you wasting your time
Chasing young loose women
I fight to survive
And keep out of the prison
Trying

to focus on me
I was on full now my fuel on E
My drive to be better need anti-freeze
Cause I get heated when I see thru me
Treatin’ me less than your plan B

in mysterious ways
I'm using Siri today
Cause I've got music to play
Why am I schooling your mates
While I have students of my own to train
Stupid

the flames in my heart
Get a mouthful when I'm dishing the dirt
You can see the embers blaze in my eye
Middle fingers raised to the sky, no remorse
Any

face
And by the time he saw his son it was probably too late
I was only like 4 and he screamed "close your eyes...
Get the fuck back in your room don't

chokehold till your whole neck is trached

Underdog knockin’ at the gate is, breakin’ in and knockin' out the greatest
Chompin’ alligators while I'm rockin'

know that you get smoke
We fight back, we’re not supposed to up and just “go”
Listen: our coping mechanisms don’t do enough
Pay attention to the protests

The eye in the sky is alchemy
Crack a seal express your pain set yourself free this new world is wicked
I am blank faced standing at the pearly gates far