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like to get lost in that water
Another bad bitch, she from Florida
Got me a dime, but I still keep my quarters
13K, now that's really insane

But that's

I'm not where I'm supposed to be
Now I need a job man
Just to buy some groceries
Time heals all, but the time bill calls
God I'm still working man

you know how I get
I'm down for a bill I ain't talking bout Clint
If these niggas try you then I'm setting the blitz

Don't play by my baby that's my

That's what being a man is I guess
Worth defined, by if you making money and sex
Make you feel, like no one'd give a fuck if you left
Been a few times

When I was young
We were broke as fuck
Lights shut off
Daddy's on welfare
Man
I used to dream about being like Bill Gates
Look at me now
Look at me

and steady
Yeah, I never caught no smoke though, still I keep them armed and ready
Couple years, I made a killin', now I'm out, I had the wisdom
Thankin' God

on my ugly times
Bitch I'm balling, need a bill like I be LeBron
Still in the hood eating ramen during Ramadan
If you sleep, rest in peace, fold them like

shade (Yeah)
Yes Lord only you guide my faith

Was in the field with nothing but Buffalo Bills
Predetors ready to kill
Either you stand or fall by

Ajax Savage
3Bet
The Movement
Aha

Steppin' into any rapper's circle, I bet that I still have an edge
I get to rippin' the syllables until they turn

6 deep so these feet can hit you by the dozen
This ain't your dad's music, but boy we get to stomping
Pray god still love me
Fuck around, then it can

Been workin' all day
In the blistering sun
Looking for the time
We can have some fun
In that special little place
We like to go

Gotta pay the bills

been driven mad with the styles and the procedure
Pouring vials out by the liter, the trials made a believer
Within weeks wiped out typhus and scarlet

breaking my lease
Fuck everything moving back to my momma
And back to my hometown I'm shedding my armor
6 years in progress ain't been all that pretty
Too

Rah! 

Chilling playing pro, pass the pad my go, Got beat like a hoe, three nil oh no 
Hush, chill, see the weed, bill, or keep still, express how I feel

tryna succeed
By any means, we're gon get it definitely
Barren land to till, put my shoulder to the wheel
Boy I couldn't pay my bills, how was I supposed

duh
You should live a day in my skin
Still no cash but I put the work in
Praise God that I got a way to pay the bills
But the wait too long and they

That's hard to reveal
And a part of me still
Argue the bill
And I'll bargain
Until I get a target to kill
Life doesn't owe me shit
But if karma is real,

We baggin bills growing fro dough I get with my people
In the Lord I'm the ring, knock you out what we do
I'm not a token J. R. just right by my single

the sound
I been holding back seen a kid
Still bout that action now
I might crack a smile
shit ain't sweet uh Lil bitch
Cut thorough beats they be needing

still hella focused we all trip takes some time

To fly bills to pay barley getting by working through the night pushing overtime prays go up leave

face, god damn
She need her teeth fixed
And her cousin real bad, she petite-thick
But her breath smell like
She been eating shit
I need to look in

nigga day by day
Aye heavy is the heart but you can't weigh my pain
Ain't ballad from the 90's bet not Say my name
Niggas start turning saint when they

so I know not they checkin
The fact I'm still here that shit is a Blessin
R.I.P. to my niggas I hope that god bless em
He talking too much
My boys go n

the cycle, switch ways intuition move
Shoulder lean all the pain from my mental oooo
Life is bittersweet, with that I’m comfortable 
All about the bills, no