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reached my peak without me looking through my hands
You couldn't be the man, if they put you on the stand
You'd snitch in 16 minutes with the footage from

pops as a felon
Real CDC
Steps moms said
He love the hot wings
Press pound  33
No make believe
I was doing number 2
When norcs kicked through
Statistics

it on me
Yea it's so intense 
Like a full court press
My affection is true 
Put it in ya hands make it 
Do what it do 
No more games like 
Toys R Us

(Period)
And if a bitch try her, it's a cold case
Get yo' ass snatched up like my new jays (Yeah)
Pulled in and out of school like a drive-thru
Audemar

Frr frr frr yea
Shh shh shh yea
I been writing in the same notebook
For bout like 4 years
All the stuff I went through
By my self I ain't shed no

you burned the whole damn address
but still we press forward and we don't regress
thinkin that by makin it clean we can make it fresh
i remember lettin

your mom go through misery
I suggest you don't press, they like Pistol Pete
No You don't need a vest cause we aim at your teeth
Up on that real shit,

me down, can’t find my smile
Yea yea yea

How you deal with the pressure? How you deal with depression
How you deal with the press when they’re

Laughing my way to the bank thumbing through hundreds that's way I keep it uh
I'm tryna ball they want me to fall
They'll do anything to see me defeated
It's

blocked by the knight at 12 O'clock
That's when the madness beings [echo]
So I start to focusing
My thoughts on the war
Cause the rule is the law [echo]

hit by a truck that I myself was driving. My mouth was dry. My tongue felt like it weighed a thousand pounds when I know it weighed, at most, a few

follow my lead, bitch you not in my rankin
I was gone sit on this beat, but I got up and walked on it
They like the way that I talk on it I'm about

Standing at this rooftop bar in Brooklyn
Staring out at the bay and
Watching the way the divine lights and signs
Of the city brighten up the night

Nothing that I planned out
Did it by myself
Never asking for a handout
Time to show everyone that I'm a fucking man now
Had to make it on my own only way

Uh huh 
Uh huh
Whoo
Yeah, yeah, let's get it 

Fuck you 

cy, yeah
What up my niggas and niggettes
If you ain't know by now, yeah I been next 
Gained

been missing for days
She shows me heart in the way that she pulling me close
I'm so glad I found love on the way
Signed to no label, ain't selling my

heart so cold

Late nights early mornings swear to god i'm going through it
Grab the camera press record i'm about to shoot him like a movie
Standing with

Through the crowd and scooped up one of the ducks

He made a mad dash for the door
Vinnie's goons following him in hot pursuit
But he held them back by

faith is the good fight (ugh)
Heal the sick raise the dead through Gods might
I walk by faith not by sight
He will let you know when your not right
Gotta

crazy but be cool for the press
How the fuck you judge me by the way that I dress?

Yeah we poppin' off like I'm Blaq got a couple Bonez
Got a couple

Controlling Los Angeles like we own it
Don’t be fooled by the lights
Never seen Paradise more like a pair of dice
Shit, I’m gambling my life away
Hustling,

pricey, but I fuck a
Different one every night, my dick shiesty
My drive-thru money is krumpin’
It's gettin' hyphe
My McDonald's order is a Litty McSpicy

as I almost fail to notice that my phone ringing
I didn't know the number still answered the call by choice
Quickly remembered once I heard that voice

H'riiiiight? H'right
(Can't burn a bridge just to light my way)
Hehehe easy bro - yeah
(Lotta Glenfiddich on the flights I'm takin')
Don't throw the baby out