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Re-enact in a lost place
I was fifteen, hot on a false dream
Now I'm twenty-five, ossified ghosts lie behind my eyes
Identity crisis, defined by vices
Tried

to go
Remember I got some gloves signed by the Greatest on opening day
Couldn't thank him enough all I could say was thanks and grab a plate
Where soul

of summertime State Fair days
Waved through the gate, special parking space
My Dad was a commissioner, was like he ran the place
Got free ride passes, got to go

on woods I cop them by the case
I'm grinding them all on the block for the cake
Water on me it look just like a lake
I hop on the track and I kill it First

And what happened to the truth
It's all gone down the drain now
What happened to your youth?

What happened to the Perrier
You drank out on the porch?

Expectations are nothing more than a heavy load

21 I'm turning that in a couple months
Youth is fleeting it falls away like the end of blunts
Motivated I gotta

easy when you walking in the shoes
Of the man with the plan just a kid twice removed
From his youth
Cuz this life done made him harder than the truth

the old me wasn't shit
I was ignorant to things and I was cursed with such a gift
The drive has made me crazy and the ride has made me jaded
Tainted

my lesson by now
Pour me a cup need help cleanin' up
Cuz baby my life is a mess right now
You wanna hear me say sorry
Then come through and ride me

could talk I wouldn't be on streets 
Where I ride and get hurt man this feeling is real 
Hit & miss, they fell asleep when you play your sh*t 
Four sides

Magaluf dived in that pink and boned

Now I gotta think how this life unfolds
Got diamonds in mind when I spit this gold
Got plenty of the time when I ride

petrified
In my zone, got the spark I'm not mortified
I'm a Master in this thing I'm certified
Verified by the youth got the recognition
Made this whole thing

I want to go out tonight
I want to feel like I'm alive
I want to go and play with lights
Will you stand by my side
And I tried to leave from your

From a little youth I swear I had this vision bro
Day by day just working on my craft, they would doubt and I'll just laugh

I ain't trynna be

Well I came from the wrong side of these tracks
Misguided youth of a matter of fact
Till I hitched a ride with the gypsy strays
Took a trip

Side
I'm in downtown Manhattan
Some down to ride and
Some down to die
These haters getter flattened
This no cappin'
Which means no fables
Periodic tables

underneath.

You hear them calling,
Ride on the wind,
Just grab the essence of feeling relieved.
Clouds moving fast,
This ray of light
Will reach the ground

shoes are soaked it hurts
Where the hell is our ride?
Get inside, we sit down by the fire
Sipping whisky while we dry

Driving alone in the falling snow

snooze
Surrounded by the tools
I couldn't jack it had homework skipped school
Pass a blunt like a pencil
Getting high off the lecture
Bottle up your

be cool
Until the day you say that you was just playing
And not in those words, but by the atmosphere
The air is thickening, your energy telling me- um

haste
Internal brawl

Sunny day outside but feel like it's raining inside
Think I'm gonna go out on a bike ride
Cruising by myself
No one else with me

the things I would do to you, you would
Be tryna be my wifey, sit right in the seat beside me
Ride or die, you by my side
Like Bonnie, Clyde when homicidin'

clout
Do it for funds, is that what I'm about?
What are you dumb? this my only route
Pressure increases and beats like a drum,
Smoke it by ounces
Remember

All that's left to do is enjoy the ride? 

Did you ever try imagining another place 
On another identical world 
Out in another space 
At first it all