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a toxic level of zeal
But even though it pisses me off, that I get jealous when there is
A new guy in the life of the girl I like, I need it
Rage incarnate,

gotta take it
They said you was basic, a nobody, so face it
But now you in a spaceship
Fifty large for the bracelet

The city is ours, you debate this

me
If you want to live or survive
I'll never come in disguise
You'll never get by
So say goodbye
Now I got others writing your rhymes
Told you

spoken, it's up to you to teach
So we can make a difference, and we can live in peace

This is for my people hustling on the corner
Out of breath, running,

Don't call the fuzz
Give me a buzz
To drown out the taste
I don't want the booze
To just go to waste
This is the time
You tie up your shoes
And run

ever kill you
‘cause that means the
Death of me so I need pleasure, baby
Where ya be?
This is m to the c, but I’m not from Europe
I’m from America
I’m

People dyin' here, live sirens, we learn to survive by it
My environment is wild, we a product of it
Hide all the illegal shit, cause the cops might runnin

the clouds
I'm proud, she makes me more proud
I'm allowed, to shroud, myself in glory, by telling my story
Oh here they go again, poor me, chicken poor he

back and watch what the hearse collect
I give back what the lost ain't learned from yet

We'll stand like cborigines 
So come and follow me
This is

the hope the sound fits
Mikky ain't about shit, I listen to the whispers
But they'd be just the same as me if they were put up in this
Mental state

Living with it couldn't have been easy
And it took you so much sooner than we thought
And by the time I said goodbye
You couldn't hear me when I cried
But

Pop smoke said welcome to the Party 
Guy in the toilet said no Armani no Punani 
She feisty and like me and spicy like wasabi 
I wanna leave this

everyone is still
This happens every day
Yet we’re all under a spell
Aoom
Aaoom
That was about a week ago
I posted it online
Now I’m sitting on the couch

path
Made it thru by being great full for everything I have
Know weight and time is what you make of it
Some I'm state to state with it on some gansta

Aint nothing change see the name describes me and my life
If you gonna do it do it right
This is why I hustle
The hustle don't love you
Caught up in

again
Shit I used to talk to you but now I'm tryna hold it in
Externally I'm jovial these drugs they keep me floating
And this bottle that I'm opening
It

chill, but I gotta fit this build
Not one fuckin' rapper could end me, and I mean that shit for real
And yeah, I'm wantin' all the smoke, cause I'm not

a drive-by this bitch is crazy
(That's my thug bitch, thug bitch)
She's crazy
(How she do it, how she do it, how she do it
How she do it?)

My thug bitch is

to call, but never call me back
“But this Brazilian weave,” I’m too raw for that
And now I gotta girlfriend in the city in the middle of the woods
Livin’

ain't tryna ruin your day
So let me get out of your way
Cause I'm in love with myself, I don't need nobody's help
To know I'm the show and this is my

shit

Ay, it was made by three, but all I see is one
I got a plan, hopefully it come together
Gotta put in work, if I'm ever trying to live better
Gotta

right here with me
I'm sick of living day to day, this eight to five shit's wack
I live and die beside the pen like if death note was back
I'm just like

sleeping with bedbugs,
I'm in this thang like new draws, yo cycle ended like menopause,
If your slogan is praise Satan then my slogan if fuck yall,
I replace

again
Surrounded by thousands of niggs
I think that they don't got a reason to live
Got found on a mountain of shit
To think that your life is amounting