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All my friends
Are either caught up in their own lives
Or working all of the time again
And I can only hide out by myself for so long
Singing all

it's just a petition
To bring it out in the kitchen
So you not caught slippin'
The burdens of life
Made a deep enough incision
That put me on the fence

them funds like he rich
Hey, I run with the Dips, gained a 100 of chips
So you know I got expensive tastes
And ends to waste to change the way the Benz

ends?
My best girl caught a taxi cab to an uptown bar to meet my band
But I don't have the energy so she plugs my machines back in
And the late night T.V.

you've been gone,
This is a call to be moving on,
Everything comes to an end.

you're caught like a child
your hand in the jar
but what you defiled
is

you fading 
The slightest breeze blow you away 
Caught up in the west wind 
You and I know it's going to be a long road in the end 
I'm going home

me and animals
Rules to this shit
I made me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
Your game on check
Not just shit pushed back

Numero uno

These niggas know home I'm comin' (yeah)
Swing yo' block, and crack it, yeah (uh-huh)
These niggas die by the dust
No therapy, I'm takin' meds (uh-huh)

See The Fear In Your Eye
When We Open Up The Door N
We Caught U By Surprise ha!

I Got Oozies N Ak's Of Plenty
I Got Gadgets N Gun Made Galoore

fine
You crush a hundred lines finely every night
Try and end your fucking life by suicide
You deny, You say you're alright but you're
So bad at hiding

yellow to dark women
And we caught the munchies
Had to hit that Horse Chicken
And when everybody said fuck me
You stood next to me
Gave me some game, then

get it the way you know and
Keep the feds out of range
Alot of shit ends up the
Worse behind multiple reasons
Thought it was hell but know I
Feel like

Fearless, she jumps in the deep end
Works hard all week, cuts sick on the weekend
Girl likes to party hard
With her free friends
No drama so it's

(Oh, it wasn't produced by RJ?
Throw the beat away)
Yeah, listen, bitch, yeah

Bro stacking
Throwing gang signs quicker than Itachi
Pouring cups

full of hard knock mornings

And when I’m running outta road, can’t turn water to nothin
Get lost in the memories, camels and blue jeans
Caught by

to finally join a gang?
These niggas just ain't the same
Now he caught in the rain
Surrounded by some psychotic
Muh'fuckers who bang
First introduction to pain

dolo in Manhattan
Court side seats by Stefflon Don
We caught the whole row lacking
Dior vintage, kick the door down
Got a bitch that heard shots
From

funds, I got guns to cripple sons
What's the use of heat, with no dough to flee the street
Caught a case with no trace of end, you're dead meat
Legal

You've only buried yourself 
in someone else's backyard
You're playing dirty, but you're gonna get caught by me
You're already lost to me 

You've only

yo' back
Doesn't mean they won't stab you in it
People pretend well, jealousy sometimes don't live far
So know yo' circle, at the end of the day

And I don't know what to do
'Cause I'll never be with you
Yes, she caught my eye
As we walked on by
She could see from my face that I was
Fuckin' high

of touch and positively puzzled by the world surrounding me
I want you to take a 

Look at the light that 
watches you from afar
and gives you shelter
does

fuck you, fuck you, you already know
I wanna fuck you, fuck you, you already know
Money in the air as mo' fair
grab you by your coat tail
Take you

head, the worst were the people around me
“I was so caught up in saving everyone else,
I never thought to save myself.”
My thoughts sounded like a whisper