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I been had this sack
So once I leave the scene
Don't expect me to come back

Woah, age ain't nun but a number
And Imma rich kid and my
Bank account

with a little hydration
Shots to the head till we blue in the faces
Don't know what was in the air

Life ain't been the same from when I grew out all my

sizzlin' with all of these felonies

Tellin' my niggas I'm ready to battle me
Chopper, go double up, don't miss the melody
Word to the whip, play to the lip,

How you gonna stop?
How you gon' so low
How you gon' so high
I'm a superhero
Through this mind, I don't wanna go
Leave it out to me
Leave it to the man

I guess you can call it a mid life crisis
I'm toe to toe with the man in the mirror exchanging precisely
I'm pushing 30 so pushing P don't really

her on my team nigga couldn't leave her 
Had to take her shopping 
Had to get her right and she know I like to please 
Momma ask me do I really love her

omo in this life man, 
everybody trying to get that bread get that money,
when you get that sh*t don't wanna go back,
by any means neccessary man

Every single day at 4: 30 AM I wake up
I'm so angry at all the injustice
I donated cash by the hundreds
What's this? Oh, it's my new Ferrari
It's not

Ski
Oh-oh-oh

I'm big league, walk in Gucci, bet they offer me tea
Cah Big B ate that coochie, now, she don't wanna leave
We are the mob, PPKs

You dey for back dey bite me, dah one na backbiting
You fly, you're witchcrafting
Don't say it as the last thing
Na once I cum, for the past two days

It's 2017 Kel just got done killing (he ain't talking)
It's the little job he pulled that's gon get him took in
He brushed it all off he pulls up

pretending my body ain't delicate
Seems like everything's ending to me
Cause I act like my future's irrelevant
And I don't mean to make this sentiment seem

No I can't fuck with these bitches
Can't fuck with these niggas
'Cus I know they all lying
Fuck nigga trying me
Keep on eyeing me
Put that fuck nigga

Ever since me and Haris got cool
We do everything together like we Bodie & Poot
Here at Keep Hope Records we do songs by the two's
We present to you

blow
Right before I let you leave
Scars all up on me
Talkin' how I'm mean
And burnin' every string that casts across the green
A fuckin' moment please

On YouTube content creator
Producer or music maker

Fuck around might drop me a mixtape
That's madness have me doing up press play
I'm coming next up while all

more about the truth coming out of my lips
Broken plates, broken heart
Come with me if you need a start
I could give you all my imagery
Broken plates,

that she's just not around
And don't get me wrong those words you've tried to get them out
But their views been skewed by their plastic news from their

dead, broke up my ass and turned me to a savage
I look like a rabbit with all of these carrots and nigga I'm stacking
Yeah, I counted that money, do this

that I’m all right, know I’ll be ok, know that I won’t be
Getting older all alone, live all by myself, I just can’t believe
That I’m smiling at your girl

(yeah)
Beans dont fill the tub   (yeah)
Leave me out the charge (yeah yeah)

Big stepa, one time bill on the metre
Got a nigga feal what is wrapture
Nigga

thanks to you
I believe
I can be
All the things
Everyone told me I could never ever be
Endlessly
Heavenly
Something go wrong got the remedy
Holding

and learn and they feed off stories
Leave em pouring, know I got soldiers that are bleeding for me
Level headed, as I deliver deaths final message
To any

by myself with zero guidance
Forced to face the things of which I'm frightened
I guess I can say now I've been enlightened
The truth is me and you are