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Wasn't a bullet that came from a thief
Wasn't the chemo, story of Steelo
Was it the lust of money and greed
Was it the trust he never received
Was

Rapping/started a circle/ Mr. Franklin's ass thought it was a fight/ Can I live/ not from that Butterfinger hand slipping ass Assistant principal/I was a type

worried about no hoes
Gave her 20 g's but she don't want no clothes
Pulling on my robe she want me to give her dome
Bitch I'm not from Georgia
I'm feeling

half on some babies
Day party fucking outrageous someone call up a bailiff, yea
Me and all of my niggas come from The Ratchet
You feeling so confident

nearly committed suicidy
Just 'cause of he needed attention from the public
I understand few are feeling pity
That is way too silly
I willingly won't

To do more Than kick a mans face
In Marijuana I'm blazing
And I'm feeling amazing
I remember the days I was one up
Popping them bottles in the club
Gotta

Yes we know
Everybody getting dough
When you live in Jugg's World, all you tryna do is grow, I say

Cute face so I grab her by the throat, I say
Bad

Never deny the power that you have within yourself
The fact that you have an imagination
The fact that you can create your outcome
Means that you are

By the mood that I had when I played my songs
I gotta prayer on the shelf for my wife and kids
Cause it feels like it won’t be long
Now times change

can deal with this
Lets not talk it out
Let's just live it out
Day by day always been the motto
Let's not change it up
Let's just slow it down

Cause

And they’re right gun to my head
A coward I’ve become now
No feelings and I’m numb now
But pain keeps coming somehow
You’ll be alright they said
That’s what

still'll kiss the kids goodnight
Never shy of the bright lights
On ladies night, you shut it down
And then there's me clapping from the crowd
Waiting for

every racial bias you're seeing
Don't box me in your titles, you heathens
Lest you endure the grinding you're feeling
From molar, canine, and incisor

We don't do much
We sit and watch life go by cause it's too much
To go outside sometimes
We'd rather die
Than give our lives to someone else
So we're

told to god as he solve how my prayers unfold
Foliage of my focus flourished unknown but lemme carry on
Tryna live life by the miles open ended questions

it bout it with the slug
Think i may be Master P
Pull up on you in the tank
Seen a sin inside of me
Fuck you think i work this hard
So you can take

me to drown  
In all that I am not 
And would never be 
Short of something quite profound
I guess the kids are all grown 
Everybody's gone home

We all got different lives some people feeling stuck
Be kind to one another help your neighbor up
Don't kick em while they down turn that frown a smile

Sorcery, bodies get quarantined,
Assorted dreams, cut off loaded beams. 
So it seems, you could never be redeemed, 
What does it mean when your life

my life all around
I'll be having some doubts, I wish that I could say I'm proud when I'm feeling down
I can't drift, let it live, on my own vibe How'd

last month, excuse me for lack of smiling,
Trynna rap about some bitches, in this bitch heart pounding,
Trynna describe my feelings but I don't like how

through it
First glance actions
Got me questioning positions that I plummet from
Like can we make a difference to this
Form ourselves those lives
Ones

audience
Square up all you want in all your fancy ways
You will never be able to
Fill up Andy's grave my destiny's a legacy
Your story's ending right here

Sometimes I just wanna go off When I hold my pen
Im cut from a different cloth I am not like them
I get so much hate From like Many many men
Its like