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the deal
It all depends on how the cards fall
Confidence my conscious calls on god
Lost ya sense revolves it all causes consequence
You know the stars are

take different)
Think I lost my mind a couple years ago, I be tryna go back and get it (yeah)
He lost his life he was playin' games, I think it

shooter pass 'cause this could hit could take different (could take different)
Think I lost my mind a couple years ago, I be tryna go back and get it

robituss
Hoes stay away, cups all I touch
Found out n*ggas fake kicking
Gabby Doug ya bitch, ya bae flipping
Zay doing Zay, he ain't tripping
Paved ways,

we will allow
Their reward is human flesh as they kill they get it fresh
They time is close to attack found there trail obtained there tracks
They will

day at a sleep away
There with the whole 8th grade
I found caricatures littered on the way

Back to my bunk
Drawings of a big bump
Of a nose drawn big

walls down
Jus to make alot of room
Or you can get caught up in spotlight Or wen they askin
Nigga who's hot as you
Knowing deep down in ya soul
You just

you never took me for a fool
But love only gets better when we play by them rules 
I never lied never cheated never went outside 
But when you doubting

and noose us
That dagger tool
Trust rely on few or
Get stabbed by Judas
Oh Lord

Am I kinda psycho
My mind is like tightrope
I can't look down I might choke

to these lost causes and posers
The last time I found a girl with any composure
I was blinded by her love, I blamed her overexposure
(I can't wait

They say it's hard for me to listen
Or maybe they don't get it, we ain't in the same position
Telling me to just forget it, I can't I block my

and get
Tackled by some kid, start firing got him them
Pushed his dead body off ripped my shirt off and gripped
The heater I'm trigger happy no stopping

hundreds I come from L.A.
Keep on talking get found by the bay
F**king with me you know it ain't safe
What can I say think it's a game
Watch as these bullets

Check these streets for lil ant, bet you find out I got rank hoe
Ion want the bitch cause I found out she a stank hoe
Crackas always hot it's free lil

when i spit cause i flossed it 
My verses are clean, found my attention then you lost it
If i win a Grammy some still won't applaud it (nope)
Won't catch

already been to Hell

I could a been lost, could a been a loser
Could a been dead, shot by the ruger
Could a been dumb, drug abuser
Could a been stressed,

time
I know that shit really fly, so it be hard to stay down
Wait for what's lost to be found
I built this shit from the ground
Fuck who ain't feeling me

might just end by my lonely I can’t commend with the vouchers

They hate that I get bread but they was loving when it broke my own nigga changed went

I've had this thought, my whole life, that you'd come find me, check how I've been
But that's not the case, I get it though
Cause I was brought into

Fuck the game 
Fuck the industry 
We coming for everything 
They’ll never finish me 

I remember back when 
I was getting cash 
And making stacks 
By

since the blue's gone
I've been living on my cloud 9
Never taking down time
Never taking days off
Grateful that I found my
Self before I lost this
Mind

up when I'm rolling around
Ain't listen then but they hearing me now
Wasn't never lost but I clearly was found
Niggas been jacking it
Getting too good

down or not
I been counted out, I been lost & afraid 
Don't know if I wanna be found or not

Momma im sorry if I let you down, let you down
I been trying

Miami streets
Fidel Castro on a T, Kap
See how fast you get approached by Those who actually have seen
They friends get shot up for refusing to redact