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up out the F
But I’m from the west side bitch I was born a G
Niggaz in that trap wit the H
But the plug got Os and Ps
All I need is fashion hoes

Then my uncle passed a year later this shit is madness
I wish I can make em reappear sum like magic
These suicidal thoughts then turnt a nigga Savage
My

by the savior
I'll never get used to walking
In with all these people crying
Cause when I used
To go here once a year
No one left frowning everybody

ain't have
No where to go
(Nowhere to gooo)
We was out up onna
Search his dad stay at the
Casino he ain't even give
A fuck when his son told
Em he hurt,

healing powers Oh lord make it rain

I don't want to go out I just want to stay at home
I don't want to meet people I just want to be alone
I am tired

kid on the block
Stay motivated by my son and my pops
Most of my tracks, locs say it's cracking
Some of my homies say my shit slapping
All my gs say

lost
If you don't know where you came
Everybody try get out
Then get stuck and we stay
Some get stuck and they die
And I ain't trying to be morbid
It's

Magic tell me I deserve it
On my P's and Q's so you can't tell me I ain't perfect
Really need a vacay always working make it worth it
Getting caught up in

was afraid to pour my heart out
I was afraid that I was going to be judged
But I think I was more afraid of judging myself
But I'm really grateful

bitch, better get out the way
When I walk up in the club, I'm like Kanye
Everybody hate me just like Chris, better get out my way
Look, bitch, suckin'

So here I am now, a former summoner's apprentice
I've dishonored my kind just by giving in 
I've upset the set of people who took pride 
In me being

snakes man they fake
Never thought i'd see the day when magic make us break
Give a fuck about it
Now im out here grinding, eat that cake
Always gon eat

money for my dreams
You could sell me magic beans
Put them in my skinny jeans
It is all just what it seems
Cursed by my creative mind
It has caused me

fake love then it's B-Roll
Everybody getting clipped 
You know I'm a fiend for the dough
So I got no means for these hoes 
Niggas like to scheme

together like birds of a feather,
See I try to take the road less traveled,
Everybody quick to judge
But I ain't seeing no gavel,
Ten toes in the gravel,

it, yeah yeah
Don't let them kill your dreams.
Them go try go places, yeah yeah

Brick by brick we build
You go fit dey on top but need a base to stand

bring the rain on a regular you just make it drip. 
Pour it out a pimp cup you should take a sip
Boy so fresh you probably think he taste like mint.

they made my car drop
If they was bad bitches they would've made my heart stop
I grew up by myself everybody was calling my the hard knock
Nigga seen

three seconds to make it out
Fore I pull on the hammer yanno
Bulletproof doors on the new ride
Hit the deck when we drive by
Always real never fake it

Or they gettin' kicked out like
An Uber with no pay
You wanna sue me while I'm on tsunamis
I didn't follow so they ain't too fond of me
Got the magic stick

Magic Johnson got it, then Easy-E died
And you be wonderin' why you niggas
Out there smokin'cri
I wish that I could tell y'aIl wore a rubber every time

to life
The greatest gift of all

We can't go on
Pretending day by day
That someone somehow will soon make a change
We are all a part of God's great

faker / I could take you to this magic place to meet your maker / the “click clack” turn your whole face into vapor / the cremator use the same make up

me feeling hella dizzy
How can I sleep at night knowing that your out and busy
The thoughts in my head pour out into a new 
Progression
Fall into my