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to run, 
In your head you want to hide.
Holding hands with the rest of us, 
Fighting for our lives.

All want to be, just want to feel loved.
All want

honest, if you do it, I deserve it Thinking with my brain and not my dick, I gotta
Learn it If I'm without you, I feel like a Usher bitch
I'm burning
Went

the niggas that ain’t
Duck for the drive by
Prayers for the haters dissing
Players from thе sideline
Smog so thick it’s hot pink in the skylinе
Way too in my

Complications with the crew
Your bitch slutty but you knew
Bus a glizzy
Sum new
Told them hold
Trap waiting room
Ruger running
Round my city
Since 8 pass 10
Skeez

fact)
And I can't even put up bail
You upped it and aimed at his head, impaled it
Filled him up with shells, did damage
So now we apart and I can't

I could drive this road with my eyes closed
Know every pothole
The three miles
My place to yours
I used to fly and be at your door in a matter

Dammit I changed
Hit the lil bih first night
I ain't even get to tell her my name
And I don't know hers
But the head game diamond
So I bust it down, I

I don't think it's ever been done like this 
Flows got hands you could run my shit 
And I'm in your head baby hum my shit 
Only in my bed till

my mind forecast
For a while, I've been sitting by my lonely
Where you at, come back, want you to hold me
After all the big things that you told me
You

You did all of this before, you'll surely do it again
I gotta keep my distance, to keep the water below my head
But while on the road to Austin, you

love putting on a show
I can feel the power flowing from my head down to my toes
You get what you give
I give what I get
Cause my best is yet to come,

looking back
Always locked & loaded, yeah we click clack
Haters talking shit man, fuck that
Hit 'em with a bat, feel the wrath
Watch the head go splat
Going

no free days
It ain't no question this me bae
I'm runnin dis shit dis ain't no relay
Way I spit it gotcha head spinning like my DJ
Nothing coming

a poodle, sad but it's true though, hot like the roof on
Left me for dead, but it's cool though, flex with my suit on, putting my crew on

Put me through

for no reason I'm asking this shit I'm asking this shit
I'm asking this shit yo
I'm a king this shit is treason off with your fucking heads
Now you're

old, a nigga been through the rain
Learn the game from some old heads
That have experience with pain
Taught me never be lame and
Always carry that flame

and discipline, I must admit
Couldn't count up all the times I said I'm done with rap
My mindset ain't settle in, I hadn't noticed that
Yup I always been a genius,

these visions
I know the grind is mine, yeah, if I stay consistent

Persevering through hard times, I know this shit get wicked
If I lay my head on your

Speed Racing

Rich the Kid

Rich Forever 4

2018

a pint, call up GP (lean)
Maybach way back wearing new freak (skrrt)
She a pro with the head, real technique (lil' bitch)
J's at the door, got 'em lined

account that only hold me for a day
Cause' I'm at the mall blowing it all on my bae
I get higher than high on my days off
I buy it by the pound from

just gotta keep my head up
Keep chasing paper and ima get through this shit
And all them fuck niggas doubting me don't come around a g
Fuck around spazz

rude I was down bad
Now I need a big bag to fill my families stomach right up with food
I be in the trap everyday it gets bad you know what the fuck we

of dealing with change
Up on the stage I be feeling delight
Glad of the time that I cried in the night
Tasting my tears went and opened my eyes
Blinded by

me, cause I stand out
See Snake all in my eyes Im wit my mans now
I was fascinated with pistols they in my hand now
Raised in a house full of women