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Has the luck of green struck by? Is there a pot of gold?
I can prolly ask God, He be like “I don't know”
We haven't talked for some years
Guidance

not alone and it makes it all worse
First thing first ima show the world my worth
Yeah show the world who I am
I'm meant to be great
Chosen child since

let it grow so now I'm calling her my wife
Spoil little mama and child have a good time
And she quick to stick wit me when I need her by my side
Too

cuz we stay ready with hella Rugers
It's so wild
Thought my family hated now I'm the soul child
Your girlfriend got a look at me broke her neck then she

I'm a child of the father
So I'm in the backseat

I'm blocked by the son
Like some lotion
I'm walking on the ocean
I'm revived
Like Asclepius gave me

a child too long:
I think it's time to grow now
I feel the same cycle come around
We play a game that feels like turnabout
I called my battalions
You sent

Everything I do I gotta do it by myself
For the longest time this is how I've felt
Wanna get away wanna hide myself
Who you gonna call with a cry for

ways

cbout this rap game

I want you to sit down and hear me say

I am not a shamed of the path I made

People tried to push me off my but I stayed in

concerned by rumors and gossip About the prodigal
Playing with Caucasians to hurdle my every Obstacle
Now don't get me wrong never hungered for Quick success

Teargaz all over the air
He just didn't survive (RIP)
It could be me or anybody else
Each year on this date
The whole city is outside
And i feel weird

circles til she shiver
I don't know about a river
Had her datin by a lake
Spent a lil under ten how much it's gone take
Might chill and take a break
Let her

mmgh look
I been down a thousand times
By the third time, it was only me and mines
Yeah
And I really miss those times
When niggas had the time
Damn
We

Covered by the dead, brown leaves
Color of a cream, large as a flat screen
Bunch of bones scattered all over the scene
They were a crown to a king
Now they

Lor tooda was down on his ass, No bread so he copped him a mask
He was onna block by himself he was slippin all alone he ain't have no strap,
Older

that knife
Before I let a nigga take me out the game I gotta strike
I done beat niggas up like mike
Brought that hoe fame like I was ike
Kept a strap

prayed up
We done it all
Just like yesterday the game started
Hits on hits ,ThuggaLife I was startled
Ain't gone home , I'ma go harder
Can't help till I

a child - The Rap World's Orphan
But yawl can be the face, I'll be the vital organ
Cruise to a playlist; I got all the classics
From TuPac and Biggie

full potential
This shit ain't over, there's still some shit that I gotta do
But, to be honest, this ain't how I wanted to go about it
Started smoking

It's all a game, till you get hurt
My soul is ash, like scorched earth
Step in the fire with me and lets burn
For a while, child
I took a chance,

To understand why we all dying And why my people choking'
It seems hopeless when you Making 90k
And they consider you a poor man Living by the bay
So whats

I love pussy
I love weed
I want the money
The fame I love this game
That I'm ashamed I play
But I wouldn't change a thing
Cause I'm obsessed with

I'm surrounded by snakes
I tend to focus on the when and not the how
I try to be patient but I want this shit now
My gas is on E no salvation is found

my grind has no shame
I dum done it all my soul is so drained
Cuz I been only giving you a part of me pardon me
The rest is taken over by technology

a stick
How you a man but
Still act like a child
I was raised by some wolves
Like Karl Anthony-Towns
Niggas hate when you up but
They love when you're down