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night, even I cried sometimes
And now that I'm at the age of 20 I gotta stay strong
Hoping nothing bad won't go wrong
And I'm always looking positive
But

to the microphone
snappin suckers like a chicken bone
Long Beach be my home and the chrome that I pack
I used to chill on the West Side at The Dove Shack
on Delta,

you mean ma" Shorty replied
"I was feeling you too Papi no lie
You gotta lot of style that I can't deny
It's getting hot in here... did the temperature

Oh, I've been thinking too much
It's real shit
You sped off in the whip
There you go again damn shorty you a trip
I'm guessing that it is what it is

the block my nigga
Of course yeah I'm the plug my nigga
Get hyped up when I see the figures
Ain't putting it in the bank
We bury shit, rest in peace Madiba

shit, where the chorus go
Fuck it I don’t need the strings, to strike a cord, nope
I will not keep quiet, I will not stand by and listen to em lying

motherfucker be patient

Wait, wait i been on my grind for a minute
I've been had it on my mind for a minute
I ain't gotta waste my time not a minute
I don't

you pumpin’ up da gas yuh nuh
And from the streets to the sheets, I’m a problem
And all da boys in da yard, yeah I got dem
Ain’t gotta fight baby i’mma

You know I love you
It aint no one above you
And ima tell you that 
So i can get what i want from you
Yea You know I love you
It aint no one above

the gat
Run up where you livin’ at

Like 

Wooh
Kick in the door
Take back my home
Take you prisoner of war

The tide shifted before
Ima give waterboard

all your home girls
You ain't seen them in a while
We been on on the road trapping
It's been a while
You should take a day off
Let me cater to you
I run

Got old tricks in my pocket tryna pick a new bone 
Puta don't let the age fool you you might not make it home
I got new money problems wit old problems

hottest in the game they call me Simba’s son
Cuz even the hottest gotta give the throne up
I hop on a track and guarantee I go nuts
Can't put into words how

thinking who gone protect me my brother was shot by a witness
Shit that i seen as child i aint quite figured out
i just speak bout my life from omniscient

its some legos 
Bet I release it like hasta luego
Me and them shooters that's all in my payroll
I gotta go get it by the caseloads

Get out of yo

just know we truly see how strong you are
When it's out your reach and far beyond, you always gotta let go and let god
Gotta get on your grind, do things

they
Always tellin' me to marry her Yeah, I just Wanna fuck, damn, now I'm the

One that gotta carry her Now I'm responsible For that hoes, now she
In my

home I smoke my dope
Boubou pass and I sell some
Get out the way if I say so
Don't come 'til I say go
Park you and shit comin'
I'm not dealin' of caurse

She wanna play games with me
Fuck that, I ain't picking up a joypad
How dare man ask me if I beat
I might say no but know
A nigga destroyed that
Ooh,

is not a game but I'm always winning
I get happy when I make money that's why I'm always grinning
Yo bitch fucking me when you ain't home that's why

Or my mom around the time of Christmas
But I've been feeling like a days stress makes for the same mess
I'll deal with it when I get home 
I gotta find

to my lyrics
I wish you didn't have to be afraid to go to school because I 
Know that there are days when you feel more and more at home 
I want you

attention
I may just take you back
Home to the crib
In the land of the sticks
Where we put ice on our wrist
Our hearts numb den a bitch

I know this lifestyle

Narration: There’s a perception that time is linear; past, followed by present, followed by future. But I see my life as the spaces in between.