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benched
If it don't make money
Then it don't make sense
Got a couple bills due
Plus I got to pay rent
Not to mention about
Payments for the car note
On top

as planned I ain't stop
Father stretch my hands I'm not Chris Rock
Won't go down without a fight why you let me down
Outta town again tonight you don't come

Christ accepts the worst of me
Man when I look around it's hurting me
You can have it all
But on the inside
Your joy is atrophied
So here I come
I'm on my

me grind
Feel like triple H pedigree yo bitch to the ground
Snatched by DEA call my lawyer or you wasting time
Today my dog get sentenced bout to call

was and that happened then,
I will not leave you, I will stay here, standing by your window
Tell me everything once again, and then again and again,

Making every body praise me now
Don't worry you can keep your crown
No sleep for the wicked
Everybody out here tripping
Picking fights they not winning

smoking vroom
Better not inhale the fumes
Red beam on his body go pew 
All these niggas hoes I know and
These niggas act like bitches like the hoes I knew
I

Get me fired up you don't wanna start things
I ain't tryna let 'em come inside of harms way
Offer something up I ain't tryna partake
Got my chips

coming
Too much money out here
To be hypnotize
I'm not sitting in no suburban
Ready to die
I try hard not to glorify
Any homicide
But I'll make a drive-by

Been down, JG writing metaphors like the good book
Do it my way got my own flow not like the others, a damn crook
And I've been here, waited patient

no longer here let's pour some me liquor in
It's a new day we called it Sunday life
Tomorrow's not promise so we going live it right
Deep dish rims

of this
Am I wasting my time
And so on
And so on
And so on
Alex come on

I could sit with my cheap guitar here for eternity
And try to make up in my mind

I'm not one of talking
It's been a long time that I don't know what happened
I walked away from some people for no reason
I lost the will to do what

on them runways 
I see we Gucci now 
Momma proud 
And we made brands them bands
Na fuck that
I'm here for the come back
We was the reason
And still is

in for
That look on your face like, oh no
I turn to my left like, bro bro
Here come the, po po
I get locked up, I'm beatin' the case though
I give

I'm not gone sit here and tell you
Life is gone be Ron Howard Happy Days Everyday
It's not gone be that way 
Matter Fact It's probably gone be

You either make it out or make way
My mind is haunted by things I rather won't say
Might be better that way
Not the nigga that you gon save
My liquor

my demons
Now i see the reasons why it taught me all these lessons
How to be up in the sky, and not dwell with all the peasants
Use my presents call

a gift to me
Taking in the imagery
Exploring who I am
It’s not an easy process
I’m here for you
Why’s it difficult to process?
It comes at some point
Stop

People will say what they told
But how many say what they mean
Lot of dudes rap trash
Take clean to be clean yo
I'm in this thing for the souls
Allot

of necessities
MORE of my LESSONS, you consider loss
But we learn how to manage em
That makes us Boss,
You happy for bones when you raised wit tha dogs
And you

Trainspotting, I get high, the pain stopping
I go by too many names, it's the same nonsense
Me and bros were burning gas way before the license
They

why
Cause I got it
Look, how you envy but don't even know me
Cause yo cup don't compare to what you see dripping on me
Or your sauce don't come close

chances, it’s not a gamble if you advancing
Yea I can manage, but that’s not why I’m here tonight
Call me the pilot and you the island, the view so nice
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