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out for me
I'm still standing
I promise to die for you
everything for you

all of them are free for you
sky is the limit
khululeka you're not dreaming

and then they spin back
Even when I'm right they gon still spin that
It hurts that my daughter had to move to Miami
It hurts that I had to choose success

together.
All the times we joked, 
We laughed, we even cried.
But now those days are gone.
How will I ever carry on?
There's still one thing 
That I have got

locked in pounds
Still it's crazy, some of the ones they ain't hold it down
'Til the day that I get that wedding ring, never settlin'
Cash like I'm

I'm grinding for this shit I'm tryn get rich like I'm the chosen one 
Ima leave they ass right by that tree call that a hole in one 
Police had

know they sleepin' but I'm really bout to make 'em hate me
Creepin' on her nigga got him dissin' makin' crazy statements
'Rounded by my dogs, that's

a sentence, and by then it's too late
So I'm talking to the children, the ones on section 8
They tried to burn the village, we had to renovate, still we elevate

We used to play out in the rain
Your mama scolded us
She said that we were bad
I thought I'd better go on home

What's the life without home
Oh girl,

It gets harder to conceal don't feel
When what we have is not for real
Not for real
Although what we did is still surreal
Your body on me when

not rich, nah 
But im the shit, ha 
Oh, you missed out
Now i sit this high
Oh you still down there? 
Blame your wavelength
Take a second look
Times is

don't even walk on these beats, I just fuckin' float

Stacking this money, I want some more
I ain't wanna say it, but shit, I'm the fuckin' GOAT
Still got

s*** 
Im wit a bad lil b**** n**** we hard to miss 
I just do this s*** it's kinda effortless 

Houston for 9 years, but Lil Rock west side kid
I done

where i sleep, now give me my key

[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with

achieve enough to pay my toll
Will say the n-word when Benoit goes in the hall of fame
White house walls built by black hands
Usa ; understand secrecy’s

Hey! Show me where your face is!
Feel like I’m a blind man running out of Braillists
Feel like I entice bad apples by the cases
Feel like all the nice

mindset disconnects you 
Bad WiFi chipset 
I'm upset starring back at my life 
I waste days and nights cuddling with regret 
Trying to forget 
Suppression 

Panthers
Nobody can look as stupid as me
Being hurt by my unscrupulous deeds
Now I'm stuck with an empty stomach that only my music will feed
And an acapella

around the money
And I'm in a place where people always tryna end me, oh
Put a price on my head, they know the name
Even the closest ones will try to shame

the dashboard
That FM dial don't work, and I doubt it ever will
But still

She'll be gone by the time I'm home
Starting a wildfire on her own
And I'd be

the one you’d pick alright (yikes)

When’s the last time that you passed time with these raps I’m indestructible
Imma pass by all these wack guys I’m so

residue

When I'm bout to set it off
You still setting up
And they gone cry in the car
I gottem tearing up

See you man you just dont keep it real enough

'cos I'm still here on Mondays
When the phone rings now I let the phone ring out
I keep it clinical 'cos it's critical given the space I need now
I don't

always gonna tote smith and wessons 
I'm on the look out everybody still got me second guessing
The safer route to make it out yo friend just might take it

rapping 
cnd cll i did was kill my doubt by taking massive action
Shit I talk about my life, they say I'm spitting wisdom 
But I'm about to read The Prince,