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Man I been in a dark place I can't describe it
Emotionally numb, I try my best to hide it
Had this girl back by my side, thought the time was right,

feeling constricted but that's part of the business man
Ever since I was little mom said i'd be a gifted man
Say dad if I can't do it now in the future I

weed, sippin' codeine
Still wonderin' if I've been OD-ing
And I'm off on the blue dream
And the dunks on me too clean
And your bitch, she a routine

much class
But I ain't really got to when I'm drivin' an
E-Class seats made by Koala
Seat belt Coca-Cola
Diamonds on my little baby stroller
(High Pitch

couldn’t even blink twice
I’m looking at the same old roads, thought about an old thing got me thinking bout my whole life
I should’ve been in LA by now

bossing up without the ducks and now the quacks stand me
She say she want to hold me down, I'm like little hoe unhand me
You lucky if get my sex but no we

trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page

on the hilltop
As the dark blinds my sight, as the light shows me
I'm back again at the same place where I once was
Maybe I'm a little bit further down than last

she for me)
Rock star baby

Oh I swear she a ride, die
(She a ride or die)
Drown my little baby in Chanel
Fuck a Prada

Lady going brazy
With the 40 bet

me
Yeah she for me (Yeah she for me)
Rock star baby 

Oh I swear she a ride, die (She a ride or die)
Drown my little baby in Chanel 
Fuck a Prada

[Verse]

Little nigga with all these hopes and dreams
I gotta have I'm addicted I'm a living fien
I spent my younger days tryna build my self esteem

shiny little things
What can I say? I'm like a young Black Biden with a trim (woo)
Presidential when I'm ridin' in the Bimz
Takin' pictures with my

He was only seventeen, in a madman's dream
The cops shot the kid, I still hear him scream
This ain't funny so don't ya dare laugh
Just another case

I’m coming back Girl you got me bent
Now I’m on my own and I’m doing really great
Then I seen you walk by Knowing that it was to late
Thought it was

a real bitch by the way she hold me 
I love my TRU niggas like I love money 
if you fuck with no limit you never find nothin' funny 
and I take it

Careful Mom would say	when you build a land of dreams
Your hopes will give you stitches and screams
Go my little girl to the lands of the free
Even if it's

cause it ain’t funny when you go back to no money. 

Everybody want a pocket full of money, so they can brag that they had a little money.

But that’s

ain't got drop dead
I'm finna bring y'all back bread yes i'm talking about money
I'm just tryin to be funny man I think this shit is gonna sell
I don't

I said it to myself, I'ma get it my way I'ma speed right by like I'm on a highway
They tell me slow down, but that's what they all say
When they

money, cause it ain’t funny when you go back to no money. 

Everybody want a pocket full of money, so they can brag that they had a little money.

But

for following dreams
That I pulled from my mind
It was not gifted
I was never assigned just to find it
Ya ya
I've been working my ass off
To be the best

wide fetching dreams…
But Dreaming is the cousin of death
If ya gonna invest In loving to flex Crumbs at its best
Numbered is every Single day of ya

meat
When the numbers looking funny, you got Hennessy gleams
"Oh this nigga ain't shit", are you living your dreams
Locals niggas stay scheming, all you

[Syke talking]
Yeah, this goes out,
To all my little shorties, my nephews,
My lil homeboy's kids
My big homeboy's kids,
And uh, my neutral son Chris