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Ah
Could've been an animal
Could've been any number of combos of atoms though
Really
But we're here
Peace to anybody who ain't ruled by fear

that he ain't gone kill u if
U touch him ? Ion know maybe (you stupid)
Hit the road 2 pipes ina car
14 hour drive
Ride back w 8 ps in truck
Get popped

In a world where love is rarer than diamonds
And greed shines so bright it blinds men
There lives a boy, to a man he's grown
With nothing more than

Put a nigga on Channel 5
Just because I ain't like his tone
You only gangsta on the internet and through the phone
Oh you talkin' all that tough shit

And that Bunny hopped
And he hopped
Over dirt roads and the ponds
Hearing the echo of laughs thinking he just
Wanted some fucking recognition
I don't

seen friends turn to foes
Really backstabbed by my bro
You don't live the life you really tellin' in your songs
Really you a hoe
I really walked miles in

a star
One step at a time the journey so far
Journey so far to the end of the road
Pity that life didn't come with cheat codes
Maybe if it did then we'd

(Waiting on 5.0 with this nigga Tymecheck)

Back it up, turn around, keep it moving, shut down
It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know

you to live faithfully
You got what it takes
And your excuse is an entire lie
You have the same inside you
As the people your inspired by
The work that

the risk
The heartbeat is cold
But you cannot fold
It’s used to the road
And live by the code
Fam and the bros
Money and power
Don’t give it to hoes
Learn

love being all by my lonely and matching myself, cause only in I who I trust
Copped me a zip and said fuck it and went made music on behalf of the buds

they cannot see
The stress and the time that it takes to be me
Walk in my shoes and maybe you'll see
The road less traveled
Five thousand two-hundred

death road
I got a category ain't no kid ain't no creche code
It ain't no syntactic Its sympathies tha street code
Niggas they tiptoe while I'm living my

the mackin
Crew in da boat, don't fuck with the faction

Forty or better, ya girl on a wetter
Not a v-ball, but I'm on da main setter
Won't see me on papers,

His family gon close up the casket
They turning dumb niggas into stars
They live under rocks like they Patrick
I swear I'm hanging on just by a thread

our different paths and some collided our lives converged
Now somewhere down this road we're bound to end up with some mileage all our
Blood sweat

I made sure to change from my pajamas to real clothing and report to my keyboard in my living room by 5:00 PM every day, I had to write at least one

some veggies told my girl it’s ready
Pacman popping pills go wap wap just like fetti
Celebrating life by eating right I don’t need no confetti
They don’t

Its's 4 o clock in the fucking morning
I'm in the back and I'm still recording
I knew my fate at 13
That true shit is what I live and breathe
I shit

then they play me like a game
I'm sorry, love
Sorry that when you love me, I push away
Just live it up
Had to give a P-O-V inside my brain
That's why, Im

a toothpick
I was in the closet geeked when I recorded ruthless
I live my life with no regrets
You gon have to sue me
Better yet you gon have to shoot me
Better

i'm Jay-Z
We're all legends this summer
Bringing the beams
UV's in your eardrums
You're better off in a 1v1
With lebrons son
I got the braun
I was

I'm stronger cus I had to fight
Baffled minded by how you got a deal when you ain't half as nice
Mmm well I keep drawing a blank
I'm only 5'6 I'm really

seeing what you want instead of reality you see the opposite
Hypnotized by potential that you can see but this version that you got is a ruff composite