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feelings of screams, still staggered by the past, regardless hardened by the facts
As a celebration of my first tour, might  get that tatted
Permanent these

shot
New c kit six deep like the mob
God glory cash my niggas been scarred
Heart black as fuck we got some new guns
Call me the don I'm making the play

before
That ain't something our kids gon' know Been a year, I ain't fuck me a hoe (I ain't)
I been chillin' and fuckin' my wife
Want you here for the rest

I just got a new bag might blow it all on 2 Jags
2 Bitches and they too bad
I'm gettin' money and you mad
Blue bills by tha bundles nigga you sad
Know

Welcome to the ghetto
Ghetto starts and mob cars
With bullet holes in it
Niggas shot up and scarred
But still living, driven by the game it'self
To stay

and my chick
You out like a splif
On god and my kids
That do not exist

Ahead of my time
Im rollin up prince
Im breaking down purple
They isnt convinced

Yeah that's right this is spaghetti
Head mob niggas, my gun bomb niggas
Go 'head and shoot, my pistol nuke niggas
When I let off the whole
Earth feel

(shhh)
I been to the bottom, came right back:
there's a humor that you get, jokes sick, I laugh.
Can't avoid that the kids tote sticks to crack.
Hear

that I got
Ain't no money that's making us change
It's our time is you ready or not
Pretty soon I'm gone be in that drop
Indigo Kid we blossomed again,

an acronym
Flow so trill I should patent it
Never serve bubble rap when I package it
Blows by the truckload when the track is sent
In other words, you all

me
I should hang it up and get a job
You couldn't make a hit if you Was working with the mob
You better get your act together Clean it like a mop

should hang it up and get a job
You couldn't make a hit if you was workin' with the mob
You better get your act together, clean it like a mop
People won't

a bitch,
I used to act like Sanji
Type to fold ya laundry
The way she steal my soul I call her Maki
Scare these kids by doing nothing call it Haki
They like

Moss
Retaliation like a young mob
I need that spot, that's my one job
By 29, I'll be my own boss
But for now, I'm putting work in
Never stopping, nah

philosophies in my head is making me rid,
Myself of any restraint, any regulation, any restrict,
I feel myself everyday by day turning to a man from a kid

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in

them hot fries
We got mob ties niggas spookin'
When we drive by
And we don't do no drive bys, you heard me
Got a cougar bitch she 30
She be purgin' might

happy meal face on (aaah)
Yea, I'm a handsome ass kid
It's Free Rebels in this mu'fucka
Free Rebel, bitch (Free Rebel)
Anybody got a problem, I'm just

full of gory and mourning
Media using scare tactics
To make you fear black kids
And the catch is, you only hear distractions
Insidious acts
In cities

are always by my side
One for all and all for one
Is what we say with pride
I've got plenty of friends
Who I like to call homies
They're all down

extraordinary
Your bitch ass'll get bodied and buried
By the slick walking talking rhyming dictionary
Give me a mob
Let me champ one
Steadily handsome
Black

the drive by’s shoot out’s murder
Pretty much anything ngga you name it!
5 skulls that’s 5 bodies!
I don’t know why I be beefing with
MOB most of dem nggas is

year
Honest to God
And by the way
We know you don't know he is
Who gasses peaceful protesters
For photo ops kids
He's not your lord and savior
Don is

should’ve know by now,
Next thing Up in your bitch
No flexin 
Old school tip 
Don’t give me that awkward eye 
I’m Conceited bastard 
You ain’t shit 

(Kid