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new brand
So many ways to die
You choose one
Fucking wit my team
You gonna lose fam
Ital send them buckshots
Problems you don’t want not
Think he got

a man 
Dont matter if they hate ima be my only fan 
No more second doubts and he fully understands 
The world is yours it's always been in your hands

I

par
Doesn't he know you have to be sad
If you wanna make it anywhere now a days
And I'm not tryna be no tom MacDonald gatekeeping fuck
But all of you

speak the facts into my rap I know you feel my pain
Keep hustling no matter if it’s snow, sleet, or rain
If you don’t make a way for yourself how you gone

insects
Stomp em on the cement
Push that to the side though
Just got stopped by 5 0
Really had no reason
So he just made a lie up
Here is just a taste

way to make a change is to numb it with meds
Might be stuck in my bed, or maybe crumbled beside it
Stuck in my head or maybe running and hiding
Drinking

Kessco by ya side
Girl dont Worry bout these hoes
We gon run it up yeah
We gon stack this dough
She gon always have a nigga back
When im down below
Do what

Made
MR
I was in the trap
Counting paper til I got a call
From Metronome
He said big bra
Won’t you check ya phone
I got a fire track
I wanna get you

wealth
Why ya always gotta act brand new
I ain't gotta ride
Call a couple homies up, yeah they bout' to slide
Gettin' way too easy I ain't even gotta try

way that there dreams make me think I might try to

I've never told you, hate to see you cry
You've shown me your heart and you've seen some of mine

favor
You like to throw shots and run, I'ma wait till he catching his breathe
That’ll be his last one, I'ma make Jr. the last one
At this point I ain’t

be say I de rejoice over them
Or I de say na me better pass
I just want make YOU teach me how to number my days 
By giving YOU praise every second like

streets like
I've been protected by the Holy Ghost 
I use the scripture for a weapon
Like I'm serving in the navy
I've been killing all these demons

a laser
If these niggas hate me ima chop em down
I been feelin lately that niggas ain down
If im by lonely it's still goin down
I throw da duece up
Im from

that I was on to something, but what's new 
Shit is always interesting, til' I'm boning something
But, I'm an optimist of course
But when options out

You can see the shape of stars
In pieces of the moon
When the light of the sun reflects off it always finds just the right way
To strike you

And god

of a dothead and a wetback
Born and raised in Texas, but feeling like an ex-pat
I might make your white dad's neck snap
Cuz mama won't expect that (Yeah)

to walls (uh)
No reply
How do you sleep at night?
Fuck with your ex, alright
Countless the times, you cried
Can't let go, oh my
You know you love the way he

thought was living life in reality was deception
Excepted Christ in my life he gave me a new direction
Now the weapons
That used to make me fall no longer

was the good ol' days
Me and Tonsie fought for days but
Mama raised us well we ain't get stuck in our ways
Always kept an open arm to our close friends

by the wind
Blame it on the song he heard it never sang again
And what the words you said to make him feel at home
Whichever one's came first

So cut

ain’t have shit, remember when we had to scrape?
Inside my mind I can’t rest and I can’t take a break
He gettin bigger what’s at stake gon make me great

dad?
Will he disappear
And will I too?
Well mom always says it's okay
Just follow the book
She says it's not just a cliché
You just got to look

All you

to day
Verses like magic, make you disappear like I’m David Blaine
Way too many niggas happy to be on the same shit
Trynna tell you goofies I’m getting