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from me
The ocean's bound by the shore, it's not free
Yet raining down over me..
Never mind I ain't got time to think I know
Philosophy

I don't mind

Boots, Boots to the ground
Lace up them boots
Double tie them knots
Look at ya watch, we ready to march
Time is ticking
Step to the side, if you wit that

could be that type of 
Fly by night love
Naw that aint right love 
That aint tight love 
Or tight as a glove love
Never give up love 
Fight through mud

escape what i hate
Piled leftovers for months i got too much on my plate
You ignore the hands of time and end up punched in yo face
You gon trip up on yo

went on tour, just us four
Went to New Orleans, got there at 3am
Start to score gigs, we were mad tight
Busking by day, playing clubs at night

You

I'll never forget
The first time I met
Wi' sweet Annie Stump
Ba gum! she wor plump!
She come up to me,
'Hey, Willyum,' says
'Be's't lookin' for owt?'

Better be dead than be on the streets
Yea, better be dead than a man with defeats
So yea, R.I.P to all my brothers
Took some time for us to recover
Just

and I wonder what the fuck I gotta do
So I took trip to the other side of these here tracks and spilt blood for a stranger like you

cnd aint nobody give

a felony the blicky held by La-La
Need the rolly timeless
Never fucking with the drama
I cant put it on a grave I aint even got no mama
I been whipped just

sweat, drippin' on the mattress
Dipset, Killa Cam, she like my, Jewels Santana
Have you feeling things you ain't, yet, imagined
Living in the moment,

ejector seat
When you're longing for the sweet smell of self-esteem
And you got yourself as a backseat driver

Spilled the un-spillable beans
And I've

And your color shining through my eyes
The weather's pretty nice outside

Now you got a little older
Your mind is liberated from the past
For some it

ay

Next thing you know I'm alone
Left on my own, with a text you see
I was in love with the ecstasy
Now I'm by myself, for the ex to see
But bring

life is a movie I don't got no time for intermissions
I'm swerving and driftin'
She went from curvin' to kissin'
Cause she know who the kid is
In

And the kids are all wards of the court
Make minimum wage to dig your own grave
But baby you're still just a paid slave
Yeah
It's time for the poor to overthrow

got rum and coke in her cup 
Bet by the end tonight we gon fuck
Im riding round in my ends 
Smoking weed in the Benz 
No respect for the feds 
AFG

before I start rolling the dice 
Rolling the dice
Yo as time went by, a nigga started losing his faith 
Until my dad gathered the fam, and got a new job in

energy
My dad left me as youngen and my momma did the same to me see
Her excuse at least, an alibi on postpartum heart hardened by the time i'm retrieved
I

bottom 
It's crazy how life got em
Looking for this good person everyone sees inside of me but I can't spot em
Got problems
That's deeper than rap
Homies

to make it rain
Gang life let the semi spray
But the honeys hunting for the Holidays
Kamikazi kill it on a Saturday
Even when I'm silent
You can hear me Say

Precision
Precision
Put my all into my work can tell a nigga devoted
Step by step I got it going, got away from the familiar

Then the growth started

Ben
Argent
Denerio
Qian
I need my check 1st
I aint going for none
Hashtag Team Liddo
I taste the best
Cake by the pound
And it's fat
I wanna see dutty

to yourself
'Cause you did this shit to yo
Shit to yourself

See I want a lot of thangs got a lot of dreams
I aint stoppin till n****s get it (Count it up)
I

the thought of you
Every time when it come along
A lack of hated packing stainless had me infatuated
All this attention made me crazy made me feel like I made