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a young man
I helped build this land
Oh I, put down these rails as a
CPR man

Thought I'd live forever
With my heart in my pocket
Oh, my gun by my

I Ain't Tryna

KeAnthony

A Hustlaz Story

2008

I ain't tryna walk into an empty house
And end up on the couch by myself, no
And I ain't tryna be staring at the TV feeling hungry
With no home

I don't know how,
No, I don't know how.
I've never done this before,
At least until now.
Learned by heart
The hard and easy parts.
But I'm feeling it

sold
Was feeling timid so got the blackberry bold
I hide my tears by smiling and rhyming
In hopes that one day I'll
Retire on an island

I feel over

Got words from behind

A promise is right babe
I can believe in some
No win by default in your life
I'm lost when you're mindless

How can I fall down

Feelings of revulsion fill his soul 
The witch's warning just ignored 
The arrogance of youth prevails 
And hubris grows in the young lord 

Though

gladiator
Wether it's luck or by design I'm chasing after paper
Target practice leave our mark boy we so mob
Rey and Ricky Ross the biggest boss we go hard

right
I'm sorry I'm not prepared
This is just so unexpected
I honestly haven't thought about sex
Since back in Texas and depression hit
Followed by that

outta the Benz, I'm back in the south
The money depends on how it get route
Im still in my vans, I'm feeling it out
Im building it up, she bussin it down

But it is too late to get down, I win, you frown
It's clear as day you ain't my round so you ain't round
Square, we clear the ground by air,

Here's ah story
About how Bullies never win the race 
It's in your face 

Bully dum he was ruthless scum 
Brought up by parents, in a slum 
To ah

want the office space, tryna boss up, then I'm buy the building
I be round some niggas who push weight and do a lot of killing
I've been crossed by hella

Intro:
(A light, playful melody starts with a soft acoustic guitar, accompanied by gentle piano keys. The music evokes a sense of warmth

The fake gold teeth
There's no place that my name won't reach
Still I remain Lowkey
Trough the tick and thin
We try to raise a bar
By doing some diferent

Sorry not sorry
Not for the haters
Sorry!

I'm not staring at the ceiling (nope)
No chaos in my feelings (nuh-uh)
I'm sorry, just not bothered
By

Got some baggage
But the problems erase
When ur by my side
Come and ride with a brudda
And take up all my time

My mr sea shell on the the shore 
What

South Wales 
pink wine, by the bottle or the glass, 
I'm drinking pink wine till it's coming out my ass, 
Pink wine you just can't fail, 
apart from in

Every other girl you ever see with a nigga man
Pretty face sitting by the bar with a cigar mahn
Eat am and go
And act like a bigger man

Ok my chic is

And the plug just called now I'm stuck in the White House right now I'm feeling like trump

My cats keep asking for pics of the crop but these pics can't go in

they know
Every line is like I whipped the wrist to mix up the snow
And by the time I get your diss my plane on lift you too slow
Oh yea got it, it only

nothing
What you know bout hearing voices
Come from all four walls
As you start to shut down like
A car when it stalls
So when I get to feeling as if
Y'all

I've been feeling a little anxious as any sane man may
Ripping through these liquid-modern kinda nights and days
Sweatin' in the Food Lion line

The Guy

I was feeling kinda low that day when I saw a guy
In a butterfly jacket on the corner spinning words of life or maybe it was rye
So yes

that I could give is all of me and not the world
All I need is just a human candlelight
To fill my soul whenever I'm not feeling right
You know by now I