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you on a ride
On a natural high in the sky
First class pimpin got u by my side We ain't simpin
Got opportunities in each pocket
Da bag is a tumi/
flow

(La da da da)
(La da da da, da da)
Oh, I've been hurting
It's hard to love when you feel like the burden
And the path that seemed so straight just

temperature
It feels right
I'm
Doing what I love
I'm moving toward the light
It's
Shining on me
Caught a glimpse of brighter days many years ago
It took

bread to eat
Shoes fucked up, I can barely feel my feet
Why do I deplete with this magic marker by me
I hate this lease, bittersweet
Ambivalence of what I

On the eway my eyes red on this bitch swerving changing lanes
Feel like bway i'm that yungin getting rich in my own ways
Fuck what you say i been on it chasing

I'm surrounded by sheep
I'm working long nights yeah I don't need no sleep
I'm making this flock but the niggas be sleep
And I don't need a friend I

probably could pay him
Shid just off a QP
I'm tryna show these niggas love this step by step
How to survive in the street
I tell em no they gon listen to me

remind me of the crack game
Got good product, that'll keep em coming back man
Do by your lonely, feel threatened, got to clap lames
When at the top they

I'm spitting my truth and I just feel like it's more than a statement
Thinkin you seen the whole package homie there's more it came wit
Keep it a stack

substantial

The world outside our door 
feels like it's about to fall
I'm open to find a broader view. 
Cause even when our 
Backs were against the wall, 
I

If you don't start to fucking feel yourself
Looking for attention
Running 'round, have a ball, making bad decisions
If all these sudden developments,

just got the ball it's like I'm playing in the bubble by myself
I got too much money for myself
I got to trouble for myself
Yeah
I been going fast (Yeah)

the type of recipe to set your own wage
Maximum effort turns to maximum pay
Love myself, hate everyone else more
Wolf on this street, just like Belfort
Never

humbled by the troubles
Still I switch up how I'm moving
Hit the guys like what's happening
Was distant now we back again
But nothing was the same
'Cause

it all end
Rich man getting richer
Some just getting by
Poor man scraping pennies
To survive
Single mama going hungry
Making sure her kids are fed
She

my goal is to eat
Feel like I'm running away and I'm feeling defeat
Back in New York, I was running the streets
Had me a jawn, I was all in the sheets

Sentimentally
You will feel like that you're dying
But no shadow will be there
when you fall all alone
In the darkest time
You will be all by yourself
But you'll

for my flair
Popped a few senzu beans
Got that instant recovery
Careful how you talk to me
One false move fight my infantry

Love making music but I

I don't wanna play your game of pick and choose
I'll lose
Who knew I was bumping to some single blues
Lights passing by like I'm hyper speed
Keep me

in the morning , feel like I never Fuck her , I stay in the streets ima O. G hustler

I got a lot of haters, they can hate everyday , I got a bad bitch

on in 13 billion
and it feels like i won the lotto by falling in love with you even more everyday


but he was the one for you
since day 1 
thanks for

thousand likes
If you no fool then i guess you wouldn't make i through
It's where we at now nobody wants a tune for soul
Enobe Booty's then some titties then

a place where I can shine
But like my blunts
I'm destined to burn out
So I let all the pity spill from the spout
So much love to give
But I'm met with

through
Feeling like in my own way
Sometimes I feel like I'm in my own way
Then I recognize I'm in my own lane
I told my mamma be patient
Cuz we just