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the change of the wind
Foot shifted into the gravel while I write with my pen
Start a fight in the break room inside of my head
I feel it coming yeah you know

on building up this hope right from day one
Nobody got you bro , keep your heads up
Cos many of these niggas want yuh down yeah uh
mama told me , watch your

the moon
To rest his head upon
A brilliant blue
And when the sun he wakes
And rays fill the day
Beware of what you take
Don't drive the sun away

Will
You

that shit very bad
And I swear if I could I would marry cash
Watch me ride down the hood
Watch me do the dash
I'm serving Js by the Rite Aid
Niggas cap

We gon' wake the neighbors up
Little bit of cure up in that paper cup
Out of all them girls, you my favorite one
So won't you drop down
And show me

tell me I should check my head
"You're mental"
Now their bodies have been left for dead
Not vengeful but I'm gunning like an FPS
No dental, this ain't

lot on my head, the more I live I know life's not fair
Combing through the days, nightmares they never play rare
Try to brush them off but with my

on top for them bands
She went downtown with no hands
I will not fold on my mans
Wake up, I thank God again
What you kill wit'? I kill wit' a gat
I'ma kill

[Verse 1]
I just wake up every day, I do what I have to do
No excuses, no complaining, I just fucking follow through
And life’s a struggle, but it’s

you're not by my side
When I wake up in the morning up under you and only you, baby
And oh, I'm grateful for your existence
I'm faithful no matter

all in this bitch gon' wake up out our mind again
That number imma try again
Pop out with a new one, but that's my bitch she changed her hair again
Pop

a result
Wish I could go back to my teens don't wanna be an adult
My life just isn't how it seemed it'd be when I was a kid
Now when I wake up from my

You know my, my um, (yeah)
In order to wake up everyday with a smile on my face
(No longer afraid of the dark)
I have to perform, perfect
To myself

And then a couple more
By that fifth one, I'm holdin' my phone
Lookin' through pictures, of me and you
And then I sit there, stare at your number
Thinkin' I

needs another cup
Rollin up another blunt
Bam Bam just don't get enough and I ain't even turning up
Everyday I wake up smoke
In the night you know I smoke

10 20
Line em up, shoot em down
Line the trucks, move in now
If the money grows like grass, they will come and mow the lawn
Wake up to reality my nigga

Keeping our head low, like these bitches in our sheets
What's the point of this if I just wake up alone
Begging on my knees to get a bank loan
At 13 thought

Someone got a script of Roxie's
Told me grab the Pistol Pete
Someone probably want my head for
My relations in the streets can't deny it
Just get higher

Chinese, four hours sleep,
Then wake up on the couch, then rinse and repeat,

I’m a weirdo and I’m chill, I’m a lover and I kill,
If you’re speaking keep it

You might get your head blown
If you try rob me
All the pain I caused Mum, I'm sorry
But im a grown ass man so why worry
And trust me If I could I quit

antepasados, and Orisha watch over my head
I revel in sofrito blessed meals
Keeping tradiciones
And ancient customs alive
Rationing crumbs
Between a family

mine?

Big iron been heavy on me
Buried one by the cottonwood trees
I took off on the other one's steed 
Well, won't find me losing the lead

This divine now, this is my sound
Guaranteed to leave you all tied
Restrained by the Butcher Brothers
Your final moments you 'bout to find out
Make

a steamer
And a motherfuckin gun

I'm getting lit on this shit
I've been smoking blunts by the river
You counterfeit just a bitch
Ain't nothing more than