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present (Uh)
Born sinners, fucking the game out of wedlock

Wrapped up (Uh)
Caught up in the next plot (Aye)
Chart chasing, like I'm worried 'bout the next

discussions
Could’ve been good if we kept fuckin
But shorty all filled up wit corruption
Like damn
Shorty couldn’t stick to the code
Like damn
And you was

life na game gwam kaa mgwuo ya ka ludo 

I’ve been in my thoughts lately like the boy okopugo

Oh lord my God I hope you listening

Music is my thing

of dank, now that's fucking Majestic
Now I been looking for love for a little minute
I ain't gotta lie to you, baby I was just finished
Startin' to feel like

but it's reason I'm hard
(Eh-eh-eh) I been here for a minute
But you can bola-bet that in this game I'm gonna win it
Coz when fashioned with the might

looking for the holes in my game like Swiss Cheese
Whole gang been up on our grind like Grizzlies
You beating me? Bitch please
Hit the room and now its

as God and God as Satan
Between good and evil, the lines erasing
Mindless anger over diamond chasing
I always hear these types of statements
"If you ain't

to the praise team
Then smob to the Pole for Your Black Muslim Bakery
Born & raised in the Bay, never been to San Jose
I recall one time, maybe, crossing

around
So I'm packing that nine
Step outta line I been on my grind
Made a decision
To keep it one hunnid
I gotta find me direction
Look at the road that

snapped 'what's that?'

I feel insane but there's still this pain

Such I want to drop game

On these backstabbing sociopathic addicts who attract it

knew as toddlers
By sixteen schooled in scams and plaqas
I learned it from my dad I learned it from my gramps
My brother my uncle the Low life Ghetto

and I ain’t going back
Been doin so much got the U onna Map
But you won’t even call me I’m worried bout that
The money be comin don’t bury the pain
It

bomb to bits
Ya get it?
I reckon
Consciousness
Has gone to shit
Jose Aldo
Or Ronaldo
Like a rondo
I kick it
Another hater
I swear I been
Here before
You

a good savage, so I let the devil have it, why don't you come over

Here and get a beer, I've been looking for a stripper, here's to another drink, spend

Catch me slipping riding without it that's a no no
Been focused on my self that money help enhance my mojo
I'm on top of my game I just might Heisman in

you don't know half the shit I'm on
Money's good, but the passions great
But I know what you're in it for
Pandora, bitch, it's on the way, man
I'll

tryna play the game

Rearrange, they respect me and them, not the same
I was raised by a vet, now it's fuck em cause he changed
Pain fo a prison, did I

am I to do
Plenty hopes, plenty dreams and plenty wishes
Good girl gone bad fuck with the ratchet bitches
No she, just another one stuck in the system

Ya Baby Daddy

Mr. Short Khop

Tha Khop Shop

to much
It always been funny, how time fly by
Now your doin two months
Same pussy gettin old like my aunt
Now I only hit when a nigga get drunk
On late

like to live in the past
Now you're coming with all your wrath
But progress knows no other path
Whose side are you on?
You have been schooled by

young and upset
A new beginning had been set
S/o my Father he the best
My daddy a Northside
Marcus Ave nigga
But North County where i slept
I was blessed

again, maybe because I'm always busy

I'm only a rapper by day
If we scrapping i'll be the barber give yo ass a good fade 
I got calendar bars, shit that

they're not generic
They're not all aggressive
Loitering by cash dispensers

Some are young mums
Holding down good jobs at Marks and Spencers
Some are out

you stressing
You losing your mind
Know you been wasting you time
I'm tryn be right by your side
So just put your pride to the side
When you feeling