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had that coming up
Even though it hurts cause I never seen it 
Still I give it to him cause I know he needs it
Never would I really want to be

Yeah where we from
You’d be lucky to make it out
With a sane mind (Word)
Most our experience is post traumatic
And a lot of us was raised by addicts

I was born in Bristol Indiana, 1989
I don't remember that town at all but that's where I got this name of mine
I grew up on books, mistakes, knee

it fancylike a damn brigade.
Rob me with your real face don't do no masquerade.
Won't give it up I split it up like it's an after pay.
They took my

those who stood up for unjust laws by walking around with an unlit cigarette or lollipop dangling from their mouth. 

(coughing)
Hey, I'm back, that was

OUT touch so cold
I rather altercations
I'm consumed by anger
Their ain't no restoration 
Put a gun to my head 
Fuck lacerations
Then I woke up the next

a disconnect
The street lights blinding me
Like my thoughts
Blindsided by worst intentions, oh my
How we've grown apart
Crash dummies on every corner
The alley

Welcome, yeah

I was grown in a concrete garden
Minus the synthetics, do your research
My genetics one hundred percent organic
The earth and the sun

Yea yea 
Yea yea, yea yea 
Uh uh 


Run it up 
I got the money in sight 
I got some demons that live in my head
I got some demons that slide in

(You cut up on this one, JAY C)

Y'all think these nigga street, not to me
I'm a skinny nigga, but my pockets fat, YTB (MIA JAY C)
Mama, buss

Like a firecracker, I’ma pop! Got it in the can with the bops!
New bags, bigger ass, hips grown, ain't no weight drop!
They be like, “merci, don’t wait,

how did I end up here? 
I said nothing but the top from here last year
Now i'm sitting bottom of the barrel
Barely classified an adult 
I'm the horse

A breath of fresh air
A gentle and refreshing breeze
The curious child
Committed to academia
Curious of the craft
Perverted by the media
A victim

Puff on my weed, Fee-fi-fo-fum
Pussy bitch you better get up in the bed and start to run
Run her bones into dust, better hide before I come
You was

mind
You thinking I’m somewhere out with some other girls, girl I been telling you I ain’t lying
Everytime I try to let go, you come back to change up my

could reach through the screen
Do you wish you were the one to make me scream

Hold up, one second, why am I fuckin' on you
We don't fuck on broke, bitch,

I've been on my ones, I'm grinding
Not gettin' by but it's all timing
I don't mind it, it's alright
However you cope
When you live in a place so cold

Climbing up so high to formulate the grind
So we can make it consistent
Instead of getting by
Still thankful I'm alive and
All bullshit aside
My

I'll put the money first,
Back in time
It was me
All alone by myself
I secured my place in heaven
So right now I'll give 'em um hell
They hit me up
Like

know no more
Lifestyle always out to show
Electric, look how fast it go
Charge it, don't use gas no more
Pull up, hop out, drop it down and hit the floor

It's not Recording
Nah it's not Recording
G.M.E. Butta Gang
Welcome to SheaButta's Shop of Horrors
I'm SheaButta by the way
Yes
I Don't Trust Nobody

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Big up Rashid, the whole staff
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Lets get into something light

Look

to leave in the rear
In my lane to the top, so I'm checkin' my mirrors and shoulder whenever I steer
Lotta pain in my cup, I be pourin' that up till I'm

Friends that's a genuine statement
From the heart, i love you guys let's go

I've lost some friends and some
Friends have lost me
But I'm not catching up