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slacking 
I'm a keep up to my passion 
Been tryna find them reals ones 
But there's way too many acting 

I've been slacking 
Already told you back in

music shit

Zen came through with the motha fuckin' pack nigga
Get up on a track nigga semi in the back
Chillin by the bag and a Louis suit case
Choppa

think of
Nah,
Run that back.
Grab your bible, I might go psycho, I got a lightbulb
Above my head that gets brighter after each line that I wrote
Pick your

make its way back
Never doubted that, seen it with my own eyes
Took my youth for granted till I saw my dawgs die
Man I wish I could tell you that we’re

highlights of wild nights
While wasting what's finite
Then go back to chasing dreams they keep out of our reach and sight
Got me screaming in the space

make it by 25
But of course I didn't make it, never actually tried
I'd produce all night, fill up all my hard drives 
But never showed 'em the light,

Big body, got to move slow

My gorillas ride in whips that's made by Europeans
Lazy broke m***********, no, never, couldn't be them
Said my salary need

in hell, I still reach to the sky
I am the one
I know I’m all that I got
Examined my ego, let go of my pride
You acting like you have forgot
I will not

keep the K by the 9 like a German shepherd
For the bad lil thotties that just want me to sex her
Than line me with niggas that never apply no pressure

I don't mean no disrespect by this
But everything's not what it used to be, ya know?
And I feel like it's really important
For us to make the future

your way
G O D said that it's fate (Power)

Like it's the last day of the week
We big homies (My guy)
Said that he would never leave
Just waiting for me

see ahead cos there's dirt in my face
And I go day to day thinking I'll be ok
But I'm never ok when you're not around
I keep on hoping I'm making you

lost
When I get it back my belly wants more 
I'm running in a circle, how far will I go? 
I feel my legs breaking but I'm still on the road 

Every

to the preacher cause the preacher lied
I asked for salvation and I was denied
Listen up everybody this is Darryl's song
I'm tryin to figure out what's right

on the hype
And if I fall I'm goin feet first
Overthinking everything
But never write a weak verse
I've been struggling
I just can't do this again
Momma

never that, just the thought of it was wack
The fuck you call that? They always askin' where I bought it at
Sideline, mink coat on, Joe Namath back

nights
Risk it all so I don't go back to the times I hated life
Consequences to my choices , Pray I never pay the price
It's all love in the way that I,

scrolls. So fuck this totem pole, they lickin my whole scrotum slow, I’m on Jehova’s boat with the Holy Ghost and you’d never know. Been chewin on these 2 by

o'clock sharp
Nigga get murdered
Right by the string of a harp
Cannot get saved from the heart
And I'mma bring this art
Like an exhibit in Greenwich Village

will never get your fans back
The lord told me give you double
So prepare to get ransacked
Real rap y'all trending
I don't break y'all bending
Gotta make

On a blanket on some bullshit
All alone on the living room floor

I keep a portrait in my pocket of myself the year
I got stung by that silly man
You can see

body, gotta move slow

My gorillas ride in whips that's made by Europeans
Lazy broke motherfucker, naw, never, couldn't be em
Said my salary need

master, you're trying to nail my crop
I'm trying to get into the fashion where you be on
And by that time she actually called back

She actually told me

sayin be careful, Emergency Room she ain’t tryna go
Try not to blow fingers off - M80s, car alarms go off
in the city, never played lacrosse - ‘less we