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to you as you look back at me with your eyes laid on (eyes laid on)
Everything that you ever wanted but I hate that (I hate that)
You've been taken by

money
I can't turn to guns or drugs, my pops had done it all for me
I smoke a little bit of weed to keep the demons off of me
I still got ptsd, from them

Yup
Ain't no bitniz
(Ay turn the mic up)
Aint no bitniz of my own
If I jump out the window Im gone get
Into some shit I don't know, don't know bout,

Sterile. Empty. Nothing
Faces. Freezing. Rush toward me
Bananas and monkeys, pull hair strands and heart strings
A silent song, a foreign song I

you're always correct
You once had me by the throat while clawing my neck
You're no longer in my life cuz my heart is dead

just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys

No Time

E-Dubble

Hip-Hop is Good

Something to use,
And you know your

Neyah, Neyah
Envy all the knee high
Children with the chance
Not to chase those me-guys.
Look at the clock,

anticipated
Authenticated by the streets, you know I'm certified
Call on me in any situation, I'll be there to ride
You goin' through a struggle, a lil' stormy

podcast
Morbid or Crime Junkie'll probably cover that one
Keep it weird! But not that weird
You don't wanna be abducted by someone who look like Blackbeard

can cry when that degree hit
I know you did it did it by yourself ain't need shit
And shout my niggas with degrees in that street shit
I still remember

At those who need Jesus most
Oh yawl just some Pharisees
Must've forgot he cares for me
So I'm doing everything
Get myself out your limousine ah
Yous a silly

Imma just give it all I got
Let me know if I'm wrong I can't read your mind
If I ever did some things that you don't like
We gon' turn up for the moment

on a roll this your freaking song 
Turn me up some, go head put me on baby 
I might just pull up on a curb 
Shawty tell me if you rolling is you down to put

Yung Trxp a menace I really get stacks, 
Run up my money by flipping them packs
I put my whole city on my back, 
Even when my own family turned they

suffocate 
Please don't resuscitate me, I'm at the heaven gates
Asking god, "did I make it is there any space?"
 
For a person like me, I wasn't perfect

Get inside! Get inside!
What could be worse than a plague of locust?
How about an invasion, by so-called Murder Hornets?
Get inside!
Get in your

the back like a crook in the black of the bushes
With the rats, the axe, and the stacks of wood is
By the garage, the Mirage tracks the shadow
My weapon is

to inhalation
Inspiration from ridin around no ventilation
This hoes thirsty so I drip on em hydration

Looking clean mama asked me if I selling coke
(C'mon mama)

number one, and I need my services to be world wide like this

So Grammys no go fit pass me by, I dey win 5 even more than that number like this

God! I

consumed by greed 
Life about direction, you control the speed
Remember that there and you’ll go far man


1. Theses ppl claim to be real, yeah real fake
3.

forgot their master
Turning through the years with more imagined than happened
I knew my destination, this place I was chasing after
It was me chasing

forgot their master
Turning through the years with more imagined than happened
I knew my destination, this place I was chasing after
It was me chasing

wary of your punk ass
let me turn the spoke down, raise your tv antennas, I'm serving the good and plenty, I own and you just renting

and the rest of us lie in waiting
Debating

Contemplaining bout the places the H take us
The communities that they touch
And the unity they want
Put all of me