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get it all in due time
And you know my dawg keep a stick like a good boy
He just made a dude sit had a nigga take his shoes off
I know my dawg would sic

all go
I wish I had someone for me when I was going through it
I'm talking to someone who needs it head-on through my music
I used to keep it all inside

Cultivated roots grown in basements
Nurtured by 808 hits, and bass riffs
Road to Vegas, fearing and loathing faded
Culminating in my soul escaping,

Shorty got me going psycho
We're drunk and she's pouring up another shot
Feels kinda right though
Keep it up and we'll see how the liquor talks

smile
And thinking about what's going to happen in a while
Talking to you saying what’s your name and where you from
You replying like you ain’t from from

Open my eyes
Greeted by the sky
Take a look around

Trees fully green
A foreign scene
With an eerie feeling, in me

Approaching a clearing
With

hurt but I just keep it going
Doesn’t change the fact I’m growing
Knowing death is rolling
Heart is burning
Head is turning
I’m concerning
Spend life

On time with the guys nigga never late (look)
The Glock by my side with a beam on it (look)
I keep a Glock cuz you niggas really be punks
You walk around

We're the brand new Dillinger Five
You thought you'd seen us all a thousand times
Hide your cash, hide your gold, we're coming for you
Keep your eyes

find my way
Tryna find my way and get that bank
Its a warm summer night and shit is going smooth
Just bought a couple swishers you know what Imma do
Roll

you looking you could clearly see the fucking fact is
My trajectory is on the pinnacle, the pinnacle of rapping
I can't live my life by other people's

the mind
You know the grind, we cant do no 9 to 5
95 and we driving, on the mind is a lot
Gotta keep it going no we don’t stop
And I know that folding never

At the front door she was crying, going upstairs 
She was leaving all the times and words that we shared 
At the front yard I was begging her not

means move the crowd 
Until they scream and shout Like they living in the cave 
With no sunlight for days 's voices in my head going craze 
When

chance I advance. Even if I'm stuck, I'm sticking to the plan
Sticking to the script, That I wrote. Some years ago 
I just live by the code. That's all

with some
New cops
Keep on going, don't take no stops
Don't stop

Go and take a hold of your pride
What's a synonym for deprived?
I don't know
Nothing

it by spitting These verses 
I work till I lay up 
But I don't just lay up
So Ima keep workin
Cause I really stay up 
Yeah yeah yeah
Cause I really

Huh I'm kinda smart 
Bitch I'm going geek
Beat that pussy black and blue just like mystique 
Got a chopper by my side I let it eat
Bitch I'm strapped

Fear
(All words and music by Phil Gawen)

A change would be welcome now
An end to these hating crowds
This chess game for the damned
And weaker

wanna move away 
I got a small circle 
And I'm working everyday 
Stick to yo passion 
Get yo cash 
I keep my music right on blast 
I'm in just another

a menace
No missing today, I gotta get the attendance
Get the mechanics, quit the pretending
Going for the wins gotta get it not rent it
God gave me wings,

(yea)
Pull up on you girl let me wife that
Life's a bitch but with you its alright
Don't want the day to end let's keep going 'till its night
Maybe even

I'm trading frustration and depression for the blessings
All I had to do was ask the Lord and then accept it
Mixing potions and going through motions

to keep all together 
Inside my little box 
Can't fit not much space here without you 
Get by with what it is 

Simple things they come and go 
Simple