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to raise a child, what you stand fo’
As a kid I grew up next to da bando
Now I spit dope by da ship load 
Dis’ that over dey heads
Try not to sink tho, ugh

You’re blocking me out 
This isn’t a phase 
I think I’m devout 
In love with the game 
Were having a child 
Still needing a name 
I’n thinking out loud

was a child
Kept it going
By moving it
Day to day
When it comes
To the business
I never play
I made a way
Moving state to state
I done increased
My

that's why ima die a G
The game full of fake thugs with their diaries
If you about it then you gonna be moving quietly
Once them stimmies hit ya'll thought

Hidden fees make miss the old days

I lacked response abilities
Games naps n snacks felt like amenities
Now these birdies flocking when they see you make

to day
Cut by the tether that I hold, look in the eye Hole, run back with my ball, trip and then I fall

How the fuck he do it
Is it confidence,

a mano and I'm out of ammo until I tattle on myself
That'll calm and quell this addled mind
And unravel fears from a child to an adult
Mind over matter,

Don't let go a momentum, I'm talking like go get it
I see the game slowing down, But I will not slow with it, nope
I'm no joke, I'm balancing on a rope
I

the sounds of the choppers
Now we flyin' over Fort Lauderdale in a helicopter hey Menace for every nigga that doubted us

We got him lookin' awful
We play for

I drove through the suburbs Crying cause you weren't around
I'm a golden child I never served them a brick niggas think that's the only way
Yeah it

make a lot of money do that make me god
If I was god for a day I would end wars
I just seen these folks drop a bomb on a child , in the name of God
Man

reach it neva easy
Child ah GOD neva press yes me bless
Watch where mi come from from from
Fadah GOD yuh number 1
Look pon all him done done done, yuh see

over
When the times change
I will survive
When the night turns
Take her to Ibiza
Trapped by myself
Wandering this lonely
It was all a dream
Turn it back

Ain't no ref over here, I'm givin' the flagrant foul
Got the desinger on my shoes, yeah, I'm runnin' wild
There's a few paths in the hood, which way you

of sorrow
And none of us will gain

Losing patience
For this dumb game
You play with me
Your time is up

I grab my butchers knife
You look at me fearfully
I

feel when the Heart breaks
I'm surrounded by the people that Would not play
Fuck the feeling when the women See your cards play
Hopping God, he can see

By the ones who built the mothership
Shovel shit and work your life away
To make up what you missed
They run the game we play and laugh
Until everyone

I think I'm under water
Cuz I'm feeling all the pressure now
Gotta live up to the standards
I'm the Chosen Child
Cuz my family wanna make it
Imma get

to it
It's a lock that's turned without the key
It's the tempest tossed thrown out to sea
It's a riot thrown all over me
It's a temple fallen by

be a slave to anyone 
They've come to take my life, but I'm protected by the sun
That's why I was the golden child that fell from its grace
Into

large amounts of cash
Can be spent if she play her game right
But I'm tryna cut what on the same night
That we meet and greet, so damn get acquainted
It's

The Man Upstairs

Mac Mall

Immaculate

dyin' over holy land
In Tibet it's the same madness
On my block you can die for lookin' the next man in his eye
Mama's child grown way before his time

Passion

Rasheed

Let the Games Begin

2000

to the day we die
And we try to abide by the rules of the game
And we hide when we ride fuck the bitches and the fame
All about my cash flow you betta move

child
Told' em back awhile
Big man copying the lyrics and the style
Beef like it's Brick Lane, Spike at a Knicks game
Beef stuck between my teeth, it's