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know me
Poor boy
Twenty-two years old and still treat girls like toys
You burned a lot of bridges
But mine burns the worst
Second chances don't come

more fun
Tired cause
Demons always run
Chase for new fears
Never settle son
Got the dope by the ton
Got the cigs let it burn
Its your shift gotta run

hands clean I'm at the table
Cracking lobster shells
See me by myself when it's pressure
Call the Stain Team
Pull up with the mask snatch your Bag like

held my first Glock
Walkin' round reckless with some twenties in my socks
Walkin' down that street and I remember kickin' rocks
Remember all the homies

Jennifer learned at a tender age how boys were willing to pay
Just to stand nearby, hope she'd throw a smile their way
The time they'd burn just

god that i'm gifted

Burn of the stress with the smoke of the day
Grew up in a little valley right next to the bay
Twenty three years old it all seems

of commission
Beam on a glock and I shoot with precision
Uh beam on a glock I shoot with precision like
Free bro got locked for the forty
How you get lined by

thought my music will flop
But the big man up had a plan for me
I formed a crew it was SRG
That's was about the time of TMT
2.0 it was a bit scary
On a big

like West African last names
Hours in the fast lane
Mash burn cash veggies in ya pockets
Catch rockets v mavs
Twenty at the half a sophisticated craft

get it lit, let it burn
Twenty-One-Nine-Seven, my city you heard
Niggas is bitches, they whisper a slur
Won't say it to my face, they fear some hurt
You

borrowed
Don't you forget that's almost 80 and fragile
The fire moving in my direction
I feel the burn and my stomach turning as I'm driving
I think I hit

asking why the twenty-fours keep dying
Packing heat in the two seater
Drive by shooting took his heart beat
Memento Mori dead man's party
All the ones that

the track burn it up leave it cremated
He ain't trying to get to the money man he playing
Still chasing pussy man he crazy, uh
I been on fire like he flaming

some help along the way
Walk by the desk where ink decays
Glancing to the pages frayed
Don't wanna stay
Our prime
It indeed has
Declined
No longer
Our

SERVED WITH LOVING HANDS
THANK GOD I'VE  GOT A GIRL THAT UNDERSTANDS

SHE'S THE ONE THING LEFT THAT RIGHT IN MY LIFE
THE ONE WHO FIGHTS LIFE'S BATTLES BY

Betrayal burn hotter than the flame and barrage from which it came
Delivered pain, loyalty's a mirage carving foibles deep into the riverbank
Killing

everything you wanted
You left me there to die and now you're haunted
By the mess you made
It was your mistake
Thought I'd clean it up
With a 20 gauge
OH
I

and found paved the ground we are stationed
They burn terms astounding cause none are adjacent
I learned germs are sounding of subpar replacements
Gotta jot

your time with blues on some Wu shit
Sometimes I do 'em in the city for the two-six
Glock 23, extended twenty-two clip
Big money, heavy weight, skinny

I be with the killers and the scammers we don't stop
Gat this money coming in you know that shit ain't by luck 
When I pull up in a whip you see

know
I cannot cry, my eyes melted dry now
So sly now
Stepping on your, dreams
Blinding by the, beams
Vacant from a peace of mind
Never signed, never

don't really wanna know
Shoot all these rappers and I'm gone
You don't break the code
Never snitchin on the bros
Took the rap game by a storm
Now

& forth with my demons
You Don't need to get involved
Still got niggas switching like seasons
Were heading into fall
Got my wheat timbs on
Stick by my polo

Wetter than squirtles
She squirtin all from my verbage
cnd activated by adjectives
Why you actin so cggy kid?
Cause I'm actively Killin it?
busting yo