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Now I'm knowledgeable, but don't Rock with the bull like Argonautical or the Gnostic

Writtens
I thank God for God's forgiveness
You ever been

all over dey head like Mike Pence's
Look, I know you might have heard
Bout the games
I then played, but in the booth
It ain't da same shit
I drop bombs

this)
Shotties for block parties
(ya'll don't want it with me)

Once upon, upon a time your time ended
I been hung once, you can tuck up your pendant

Verse1- You know my flows hot like Bahamas 
The judge is trynna (Sentence) me I gave my lawyer (Commas)
& everything is going according to God's plan

From since I was five

On the Jonesway

But we call it the nine


You been a mug

For the whole of life

How you get stab up

And boxed by your guys?

stopping
And anything that gonna drain you gonna have to drop it
Smooth sailing, man, I pray you get a better drive
There's a different type of hunger that's

expecting this girl to be right by my side man something ain't right man you know?

This thing don't seem what it is
Something here's really a miss
Got no

me cuz I keep it so quiet 

I ran the streets from state to state and no one told on me, |like it’s

Something you don’t wanna do or something, 

No I

So you know that the money gone clear

We ain't ever made rap money
We played jenga with the racks yeah we stack money
I stopped beefing with

fine, maybe out of my league
She said she’s looking for a guy who’s never gonna leave
And she seemed a little broken, but you know that’s my weakness
I

it go
I’m hella smooth dedeli flow
She didn’t love me
Now she want me
I do not fuck with her anymore
I don’t give a damn she already know
I’m getting

was a miss
Well played, sir
You get nothing, you lose
Good day, sir

They say I'm
Too big
Too loud
Too smart
Gotta big mouth
But I don't listen
Too dark

think it's a win-win
Casey, tell them where you been

It'll started out at a cheap hotel
A two dollar whiskey hell, close to L.A
I was turning tricks

you magic the pain away

Huh? course not that's how life goes, jus like living on a tightrope, it goes clink clink Another drink, like the song by Spike

mums and fuck her till the kids home
I been whipping Rari's my little brodie, tryna whip o's
You been acting weird 'cause your new chick got you

kanan and he gone ghost ya
All my life I had to fight I roll this Purple up for Oprah
My kids been on my mind apologize I'm hardly sober
You played that

around but now he’s singing without it
And those of you that been spouting that Hip-Hop has advanced
Into trap, mumble rap and we just stuck in the past

survive the liquor or the molly
How bro survive the liquor or the molly
Nigga you a pussy
You took my brother by surprise
Nigga you a bitch
You ain’t even

graduate,
Go and grab a plate, And you’ll find no ways

We been Self-made, Watch me levitate,
Cause I wanna live this life like I'm a fucking Renegade 

Now I

on a detour
Cuz the word is god and you'll hear His roar
You see
We are in a system a matrix
Designed by the powers that be
That serve the evil one
That you see

the truth
There you have it, it's all laid out
Your phony persona is so played out
I could see through your act like a screen door
You the type a dude who

still be with you- if you play-ed position,

Yet- Ba- by- I stay- complaining- when I’m never claiming- leaving- laundry out while it’s raining, 

But

Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like "yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that

myself up to the wrong people
For them to get that close
To the point that I say, is this what you want
I was
Up late night watching Coachella
On Ustream,