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The Pharisee stood by himself and prayed:
God, I thank you that I am not like other people—robbers, evildoers, adulterers—or even like this tax collector.
I fast

Well, I'm a rule breaker, troublemaker, bad decision instigator.
Do what I wanna do and maybe ask forgiveness later.
Servin' up the heartache with by

stay outta prison
The other kids are just, progressing much faster than he is
I really don't think he's ready to move on
Aye, am I gem or not?
I used

again
By spreading hate again What was the date again
We were all considered equal It was justice for all people
Listen how I won't allow myself to go off

You always do something to learn, But people always ready to blame
You more focused on what they say, You end up switching your own lane
F**k that I

on the court side, but I'm still trying to score
I'm still trying to take a shot

All I see is low lights shining below the skyline, finding me by myself
Promise

because they can't suck on my banana!
Cuz the fact is we dey advance
Why these people speakin grammar?
We ain't never taking feces
Do I look like I'm

Ive tried everything there is no point
People talk to me like they're at gunpoint
Why you tryna tell me how to cope
Fuck all that il rather hang

on you.

Ready to open fire by target.

In the distant swamps where
the old people drowned
ooze will drag you into the abyss.
You will meet ideas which
are

it if I got crap or fetty
Can't tell the difference, cause you don't got any
Niggas get set, but them niggas not ready
Six in my stomach, the fuck did

the Henny bottle (XO)
Did it all by myself, yeah, no role models
If I want it, I buy it, I'm flexin', I hope you're offended
Don't get too close, I'll

titties out
And wishing that I kept you
I admit it I need help
But I'd rather be sending my demons back to hell
But I'd rather be ready to drop it any

bodies over a payday
Being petty and forgetting that I'm never quite ready
To accept that my emotions will get the better of me
In reality I find myself

Welcome to the life of a starving artist ready to show, the whole world what he can do cause
They ain't heard it before
Another day, another dollar

Ive tried everything there is no point
People talk to me like they're at gunpoint
Why you tryna tell me how to cope
Fuck all that il rather hang

things for certain
The reason I breathe is definitely for a purpose
God gave me this gift to work it, so my soul not worthless
I'm in awe how ya people

far gone
I'm tryna see the stars glow up in the ceiling
God quantified the cost
Said I'm ready and I'm willin
Gotta do for the people, gotta do it for

motion, get corrupted by crocodile tears
Champlain with the fur trade
My brain churns solid gold
Gotta learn quicker, way better
Stumble to the cheddar, my

storage
Shamz
BTC, Itty bitty bad baby, Let's go through a few things guys
Guys yo, welcome, Let me get some freaking water all ready
It's blazing hot,

ay gimme that microphone check yeah
Send me to hell yeah I would rather die over the fire
I'm ready to get fired yeah I just got hired
Conspired

And before I leave the stage
I hope that I can make a name

For Myself

And For the people
That all had to fucking help me
I ain't gonna act like like loving

thinking of buying the lot
Should do it, I said
Mother said there was much work to be done
To get the lot ready for business
Whatever business that was

It

ready for the new chapter
Don't know why my plans always seem to find disaster
My aunt did chemo twice and still couldn't fight the cancer
It's like

lyrical chains
I kick flows with rage, like a bull in a cage
Unleashing my story then flipping page
Grind don't stop,
Get ready for the next song Imma drop