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by my side
The nights we would hit the strip
The trips we took with the guys
Just always know in my eyes
You the realest person alive
For real
I love

saving chances
Cause I was craving dances
On my laps by exotic dancers
Chasing romances
That proved to be psychotic cancers
That killed my psyche
Just

think you're lit but you're dark as night
They say this life goes by so fast
You better buckle and hit the gas
Thought you left me in your past
But I'm

might be a hater but you'll change your mind 'bout my music so thanks in advance
You live in the moment, I feel the expanse
Must be at a show 'cause I'm

job, no money to pay the bill's
Then the corona hit
Had stimulus on film
A lot of these niggas be bugging
Keep on pressuring me for the next album
But

My diversity's, working perfectly in my circuitry 
Cursed by adversity, disturbing things tend to lurk after me 
Did it occur to me, everything burns

on yo list
Pretty sure it was Cole, Drake, Larry June, me and Spitta
By the time you hear this, it be, early Yesvember
Wrote this verse on October first

in the 80s
Ahead of his time now I'm ahead of mine
Fuck a co-sign hand outs isn't how I grind
Build myself up this journey is by design
Everything I

I don't flaunt
The shit hit different when you come from the swamp
I told myself I'm my only comp
DMX whatchu bitches want
Don't be phony no reason

straight
Said I wasn't on my grind, must have been a deep fake
One day I'ma have it all for mastering this wordplay
Tryna play my album, but ain't no smoking

Through a mad journey of self Realisation and alla dat
I was in an emotional attachment That weren't serving me
You know it's deep when the Momzy ain't even

broke, gotta get it how I live
Still ride for the fam with a point to prove
Over a decade now and I'm still making moves
Underground and unknown,

been working all year and I still ain't hit a lick
And they wonder why the ghetto always coming with a risk
Just a bunch of dropouts, that ain't tryna'

The gangsterism of rap these combined elements 
Got the brainwashed dancing at live events
Catchy beats and hooks the lyrical content
Full of verbal poison by

when I'm suddenly getting inspired it's like when I'm printing a fax comin' in
And album mode is like syncing the data by thinking of raps mumblin'

the music is fueled by the catalyst
And sometimes it's bound by paralysis
And now my muse is just challenges
You're like a daisy, I could talk about your

Bradley Martyn
By day I'm gettin' bigger, soon I'm sellin' out the garden
"Beg your pardon?"
Yes I meant it, locked in, pen is gettin' sharper
Got they

confidence is lacking
Shout out to you if you supporting the boy
I'm heating up like Mayweather
Dropping hits like I'm Floyd yo
Who's that one white boy

The journeys rough I pray we all get to the end of the road
Failures is part of the process
The good life we all strive to live comes with more than enough

round and no stopping
I'm not giving up not dropping
Wanna drop a hit and make it party
Just wanna live a life in no worry
But I know that

My life is

you to live faithfully
You got what it takes
And your excuse is an entire lie
You have the same inside you
As the people your inspired by
The work that

I still live six blocks from her place[00:41.09]I don't wanna move south[00:44.18]To stay warm because I'm not with her[00:46.38]Or hold out till

[Steve Austin]
Hi this is Steve Austin reporting live from San Diego, California
I'm here with two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob

inner rich
Forget the honeys I'm talking another hit list
I'm trying to have my album on your girl wish list
I'm looking over facts like your girl want