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shit!
Yeah! We laugh, this is TBM radio
You're rocking out with your boy
I got some boys on deck and this boy
He go by the name Fred The Godson!

texting
Both very busy
And I know
Time is precious
In these situations
Gotta act fast otherwise
Interest starts fading
I learnt that the hard way
I'm

by
Lately I've been in my head, I put it all in these lines
Heard that writers never die
So I'mma live through these lines
Gravel underneath my feet, I

that it's a damn lie (yeah-ee yeah)
Sorry baby I never meant to make you cry
I'm surrounded by these animals, it's The Life of Pi
And I'm still on that

never will I tumble
Okay, yeah, okay, yeah
You see the thing is, these boys just don't know how to be humble
You see everything they got they gotta hand

Uprooted by privilege you choose to ignore
Let me remind you
My skin tone alone is enough to instill fear
Cause y'all know y'all ain't better
You're just

delivering props
Fucking live on the ceiling you dickheads never on top
Cause you lazy, crazy maybe you just paying for spots

Having babies at 18 but I got

just being me, I don't ever gotta shape shift
Do it on my own I ain't worried bout these hoes
They be chasing after dick while I'm chasing after goals

God I pray
That you guide my hand, help me to live for you
All of my days
Amen

Do you still love me
Baby I can't Really tell
Been feelin somethin

on no statements

You know I talk a lot of
Trash I'm Oscar the grouch
Tell these Elmo ass niggas
Shut they fucking mouth
Send shots at me on twitter
I

strapped, what it do
Guns down ain't no cure for these hands 
Catch the fade like the flu
This hate contagious anger made us 
Time to pay in full

No time for

And I've been bitter at the world
Since they cancelled Seinfeld
Leash up the mic with my damsel spike
I got, so I can hump her
Put your hands up if your

be fuckin' with people that talk bout' each other that friendship do not mean a thing
Hate on the kid by the way that I live I don't understand I get

Where my Soldiers at
All my Soldiers stand up we ready
All my Soldiers hands up they heavy
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
This

Hold up; lemme light my spliff
This one right here? There ain't no space for any runs and riffs
Behind these big brown eyes and beaming smile I've

Where my Soldiers at
All my Soldiers stand up we ready
All my Soldiers hands up they heavy
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
This

Where my Soldiers at
All my Soldiers stand up we ready
All my Soldiers hands up they heavy
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
This

We hustle In order to get by to the next day
Ducking informants,keeping our names outta they essays
Watching for 12  jumping out for brothers

defibrillators

Call the ambulance cuz they need the help
I'm all by myself that's enough for real
I'mma hit the woo as pop with smoke
All of yall doomed
When you

pissing in his pants! Stupid boy
Don't pull up or you
Gon' catch these hands!
Talkin 'bout a gang and how you
Got a lot of fans!
But I'm not seeing nobody

I'm Mitch I'm coming out the dark I kill beats and leave them bloody in the water just like a shark
These other rappers will drown and I survive like

it today
Take the chain up off the hangar where I let them display
Wanna let these people know what kind of money I make
I woke up late, met my wifey

windows down
Shit I'm on track until these bad vibes come around
Shit I'm never really switching, 5th gear I'm really dipping
150 Really sipping, got

a hunt the lil vision, but you gotta find it all
I got some clients, and you can't get by at all
I got some money, and you can't get by at all
I got some