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light to shine
Snuffed out by religious rituals
Or trapped in bondage from secret sins that habitual
What are you doing with your life before the cemetery

By the shadows
Every Lion rattle Daniel
In attempt to strike the cattle
Neighbors hassle
Come and battle for a grain of rice
Saddle up
Kept the gavel

back
The patterns the concern, lessons prolly turned to fact
By now you'd surely drown yourself before you'd help me with this sail
I'm in the wind,

starts from dark days
I just gotta grind do it my way
Any day life can go sideways
Shits stressing gotta migraine
I been driving by my lonely
Writing these

like that?
Mmm
How you do like that?
So smoove
How you do it like that?
Oooo
How you do like that?
He's a smooth operator
In a cloud full of vapor
Can

honestly
I'm harassed by the cops constantly
The Democracy is comedy Everything they say is out of dishonesty
We got 13 colonies but still manged to fuck up

identifying by what my heart wants
First pitch bitch; hit it out the ball park
Out the ball park
Shit that bitch peeled, i hit it out the field
High as hell in

impaired
We split up in pairs, me and Bri always share
Forrest Green buds, fire red hairs
The vapor in this bag is very potent beware
My weed is a recluse

Drillin prestige, I am not a rookie
On my life, you could never cook me

Cuz you won't last
No monopoly, but you can't go past
F-3 by my side, he's blowin

at the table
Serve a lot entertainment the label
I been trapping since I jumped out the cradle
All my haters busy catching the vapors
Doggy striking like a tiger

You look at me with empty eyes
I search my mind for a reason but find only you
If only I had never tried to become what I was
I'm lit by your eyes
My

writing we rolling paper 
Add fire we torching paper
Exhaling Alla the vapor 
We were the cool kids 
Good at ball and hated school 
Good with girls hated

to vapor
And the leaves again begin to bud out
Autumn's my echo, your departure my fall
Spring is the cycle He placed in us all
And it's our photo booth

by, we be getting paypa
All these niggas getting cut I ain't talking taypah
Call me beef... yeah I eat... I'm a known scraypah
Roll a grabba sit back

pulled up in something clean
With a bad muthafucka that was on my team
With the bass still bumpin' and my seat on lean
Malcolm by any means
But keep

time well spent
Smokin' on a nick, a dime well spent
You know I'm out here
We ain't doin' no crimes
But you know I do what I gotta do to get by

For

Member growing up with my mom and no pop
By the age of 10 step sis licked my cock
And at 14 got kicked out of the spot
Cuz I lied now im out on the block

smoke, pull up with a vapor
I got that water, I'm serving the gators
Niggas gone hate cause I'm young and I'm rich
Get off your ass and go get some paper
I

Pot like cooker beef like butcher
I'm writing hooks but no I'm not a hooker
I'm pushing paper not a paper pusher
I'm spitting vapor but its not a hookah

Abel to Cain
But I turned from sin and He took it away
I realized that my life is a vapor
I want to be happy, not happy on paper
I tried to live life for

against you

Cigarettes to vaping we keep it up in smoke
Paranoia for the taking keep hatin' that bloke
We make the vapor and views that you toke
You watch

Continuum

Garden of Shadows

Oracle Moon

into the mausoleum
Of memories forgotten
We have grasped at the cosmic puzzle laid before us
Impatient newborns surrounded by dignified giants
The scope

I'm the game seven LeBron
Caught the contact from the vapors crack smoke blowin outta my palms
Yellow bands all on the stacks I pop a tremy relax
Might

through it all but shit I still make it expand
I roll some vapors in a raw then I'm a face it when I land
Breaking cake up with my dawg and I'm a swing it