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competing for some air-time
So in the meantime I just lace
These Jeremy Scotts on my feet
Cause it's me against the world
It's getting harder to compete
I

and others you testing luck
Well, I guess I'm dumb 'cuz I'm almost there
Just as the wind blows, I can feel it in the air

And I want it so bad
So bad I can

Ain't no one teach me how to be a man
It's in my heart to make sure
What I do can feed the fam
And if I don't
I feel like I ain't do the best I can

Anytime that I can I will support you dawg.
All the way to the top Siz

[Message 2: Alustu]
Hello there, this is Alustu
This goes out to the New Makaveli
I

David's fingers
Screaming and silence are one and the same to your ears
You should've got those earplugs earlier
I feel, you twirl, my hair, with your,

- spirit guided by your own will
I feel your heart build up as your soul fills
Burn bright with a curious light
Your wings glide with delight as you

and others you testing luck
Well, I guess I'm dumb 'cuz I'm almost there
Just as the wind blows, I can feel it in the air

And I want it so bad
So bad I can

worst enemy
And clouds cover by block
Bare signs I crush remedies
And drown under these stocks
Air lines like trust it's a breeze
So now its up

Go
I gotta go
Pass the lil bih to my bro
I took a different route I'm upping the score
Motion spinning leave the sh*t on the floor
Feel like Kodak

ain't feeling great

Another week goes by and shit is still the same
I wish I could find a way to heal the pain
That these families have suffered through,

and I'm a threat to a few
Already a suspect to a few
Already guilty by my peers by the way I looked at a few
What am I supposed to do
But I won't live my

and I'm a threat to a few
Already a suspect to a few
Already guilty by my peers by the way I looked at a few
What am I supposed to do
But I won't live my

a purple wig 
Told me her name, I doubt it actually is 
One thing's apparent, mami clearly a ten 
And the way she move that body, I'm willin' to spend a grip

the bro code
All this gas I'm puffing got me moving slow mo
Cuz I got pressure in the air rolling straight OG
Molly and the green baby I'm a dope fiend
Had

There is nothing like the unfamiliar air
It brings me back to when this all made sense
Bitter, depressed, staring back at death
I'm pushing myself

stoned
On my way to Pluto

Hangin our the two door
Got me falling me on my ass

Hit the rain dance 
Let my hair down 

Feel the room shake
Let it air out

the bamboo

We puff the bamboo everyday!

I don't live by the sword I
Don't live by the gun
I live by the gas station that
Sells blunts by the one
My floor is

attached
If I let go, go, go
I don't wanna hold on to you too tight
We're way past the first night
Something don't feel right
I don't wanna get too close

or you get shot
They say I'm a menace to society
In the same breath embrace variety
I don't want no fool to sign me
Caise I'ma do me either way
So much

and I go right
To the studio for confessionals
Sitting right by another fight
You were right
Yes I learned, did like usher and let it burn
Wish I could

comic relief
Niggas came out of the trauma and grief
I’m gonna need me a milli
Nigga, like really
Ima need momma at peace
Fuck if them niggas don’t feel

fucking drip
Feel like Hurricane Katrina
I fucked ‘Llari's bitch
Yer shoutout to Sabrina

Pulled up to the studio
Inside a fuckin' Beamer shoutout

Already know the time is now
I don't see no other way, than being blessed upon myself
While using credit among debt
When it's been poofed up by

a heavy sound
Your hate and regret feel like a hundred pounds
Strong cause mi make it through the storm
And no matter weh you do mi ago make a way
My momma