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Yeah, time just slips away
I live life like a renegade drifter
Losin' myself on the open road
Runnin' from the pains of a sinner
'Cause ain’t no

out the lines cause I been fucking up the road
Said I have everything I want but somehow I still feel alone
I'm in a room full of killers still I feel

think im leaving now
Drinkin water as i hit the road
Lightin shit on fire as i go
Why my city covered up in smoke
Pencils down cause that is all she wrote

Columbine
No stopping signs
Just a road ahead
Got to get what’s mines
Yup
Ayo
Cut the tape

won't you help me feel right
Hit the road yeah
Now I'm feeling less alone
Rolled a blunt so you know
Our eyes always staying low
Got the clouds and rain

Doctor j got me right
Tell the truth see where it lead, pray I don't fall
I just wanna be left alone, don't call my phone
Got tears bottled up

no climbing out
Took a leap and stuck your ground
Something to write home about
Falling in love
I know how it hurts so much
Passion is a lonely drug

of a better day
Seemed like only 5 minutes passed by the time that the credits played
So entranced, the youngest of four, the little man
We left the Brandt,

for mine
This ain't no Drake or Lil Baby but i'm staying alive
This bitch is probably looking for something so she stay in line
I smoke too much damn

love your girl somethin' like I'm the dream, might make a song bout her, just to turn me up
These nigga's jokes, no funny stuff, I'm with the gang

My baby, my dog, that's my bro
Hundred packs of that motherfuckin' dro
Talk to my mans, I ain't dealin' with no ho
Get that motherfuckin' money off

have reasons to talk
Hands off the wheel, no one’s leading the road
I’m going crazy, in need of a home
I guess I’ll forget instead of going back
Into my

Hittin hard with these flows
Like a punch to the nose
Life's not defined
By the past we left behind
I'm finding better ways
To be productive with my mind

Good & Bad in the end it all averages out
You get it then flip it and go
Pour up a litre you're here on the road
Up before you but its you with a job
I

saluted by the older trappers
Packaged up my game and hit the road
Took some hoes wit me
I just left the Chi  made a 60
Brought some bows wit me
Never

get nothing from me if you switch
I can be toxic I can be mad
I ain't do shit and got left by my dad
I got ripped from the life that I had
Didn't have

when I look up at her
I get abnormal they treat me like I don't be facing the weathers
Like them
Time keep passing by
But the pain I feel seem like it

I told my lil nigga, I can't rap without my strap
Rookie nigga left your tracks, we gon' trace you ass right back
With my bitch a brand new Mac,

drove me
crazy/ and kept my vision focused hustle daily/i tried to tell em i deserve this/
cause I aint have much left to work with/stuck with my ones

life fuck my mistakes

Üff again, it's getting dark
My gang brothers wake up one by one
Pistol lubricating
Bullet are loaded
Wait for the sign stay alert

the struggle but I always had a Home
And my biggest fear was always being left inside alone
But I grew up real fast, now I know that I know things
I don't want

fro
Hits road, on a streak, Skiddrow,
This is da signal chopping like
Low fans, had a premonition, seen it coming like, oh man (omen)
Aint no power for

really won? We both alive
Different roads
Lesson learned
Let it burn. No love lost, respect earned. Was a lost person
Lost soul.
Lost my innocence at too

Victory

Juneya

A Tribute to P. Diddy

2003

now than never, business before pleasure
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?

Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear