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ya whole lineage cringe
Lit off my jesus like Popeyes and that spinach!
Rapping in vintage
Sick with the flow not allowed at the clinic
Diminished,

popped
Chilling on the block by a dirty cop 
Will it ever change man I don't know?

As I took the long way home 
A path you'll never know 
I seen the girl

stays
And that pistols my pen
The bullets are the ink it bleeds
The murder scenes are beats 
Where I violently shoot 16's
Inspired by sick dreams
Conspire

know what time it is)
We, we, we coming at you (Yeah, ay, let's go)
Everywhere I go I swear everybody feel him

Yeah my whole team lit, got the city

all by myself  
But tonight I'm get trynna lit 
If you not gonna come  just let me know 
Cause I'm trynna get fucked up 
Like the hangover movie part 2

I'm eastside by the trees
Stay wavy like the seas
On lock I got the keys
And bass you feel the breeze
So much a heat make a sauna cold
Im on a roll

Ain't shit
Tryna make hits, stack chips
Same shit
Different day, wanna break shit, hate this
All these motherfuckers on that snake shit
Face it,

All these days gone by

Now ever little moment i get
Kick it out for other shit
I'm on a mother ship
Don't give me shit
Just get real lit
I felt

Don't look down on our glowing youth
Unchained by the love for a life of not living as we should
We crave the taste of that smoke as it burns into

and sip
Takin hits so now we lit
Slide in the DM's an add a bitch
Payin the bill subtract the tip
You add the shit the sum you get is that we fucking

a scene back to playing tryna regain innocence 
Just another day in the hood... sometimes it gets intense
Don't call me bourgeois if you don't have these

day and all night dawg
Internet age. Black man's rise dawg
They never saw us coming. Was caught in the hype dawg
I seen niggas struggle, I seen them fly

Mozart of the modern day
They say a picture’s worth 1000 words
And on every song I got a lot to say
Manets turn to musicals
Basquiats turn to B flats
I

me doing poetry
You already know
Paint pictures Vincent Van Gogh
Get a grip bout to get lit like a candle
New balance walking round with them untied

(Verse 1)
Instigation Delivers Knowledge
I learned more from the slums
Than the time I spend in college
Spent most days goin over profits
In

keep it tucked
Drive by in a semi truck
They not real they pretend they us
I’m turning up I’m lit as fuck
Jungle juice just fill my cup
Got enemies but I

You ain't ever getting trusted you can't even keep your word
Had to get it by my lonely a lot of things I had to learn
Before I ever need a bitch I

the bass 
While i pass 
By 
The 
Lake
 Ain't no need For the brakes 
We gonna Keep it 
All between 
Us 
Spray the fakes Wit the mister cleaners 
Yeah I been

day don't won't no rest
Shit was moving slow aint complain i did my best
A lot of niggas froze i forgive but aint forget
I know i was chose for this

ain't fabulous
It gets cold it heats up
When the candle is lit
And that's usually a funeral
And you get the killers with a bigger tool
It's a cycle they

Yeah yo bitch love me cause the
Way that my tongue feel
Got Forgi's on my segway
Wack yo ass in broad day smoking super dope
And I only want yo bitch

Yo, I got the missions on runs
To visit the slumps
Forties a whole roll of weed
Small whole day loans
The black long roadsides to the
Clips of my

that's on the come up
Aye
You lit with us, in order by the trigger buzz
Lookin' at my watches a spirit bomb
Both hands are goin' up
You comin' coast

here for the ride cause you know I'm gone be lit
Only woman I ever trusted was momma since a jit
I want you here by side but I can't trust or you so it