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wake up 
That be the dream that I scheme about (uh)

I never play in a scrimmage (ay)
You do the math it's a difference (ay)
My city reflecting my image

to just drink one too many
For my brain cells to handle so buy me handle 
It'll probably be ample if the fifth won't do
So hand me an ambien
Can't be

still can't believe with complete certainty that that girl used to be me
Cause if that is true, then what the fuck did I let myself do?

after that it’s cool, we gon’ do the fool, drink a brew or two
Put a couple in the air, pull a bitch or two
You know how we do when my crew around,

You can accept it
You will leave those state troopers 
Guttered with their own barbarity
If you can accept it
You will do something that will

it, dealin' out that pouch
When I come back to the city, all I do is scout

Uh-huh, and she tryna run her mouth
I can't talk to her, I say, go do what

me
I had my rest with it
I took my steps with it
They wanna' know who's breaking hearts but they know Seth isn't
I can't replace the parts that took

Couple days past and we still been communicating. 
So I gathered up the courage, 
cuz I wanted to know what's next.
She said if you need help with

strings attached
Won't ever fight over a nigga 
You can have him back
I keep a couple lined up
I'm a fucking Mac
Ion like to talk if it aint about the money

Bullets ripping through your neck, I'm tryna do ya bitch
I can teach you how move the weight, I'm tryna school ya bitch
Why you acting all gangsta? And you

gravitate far from worthless
Not very far off from perfect
But it varies
All your options trivialized
See the world with material eyes
Make of it what you

Thug bitch shawty never let
Me leave the fye
Shawty keep it right
Fuck these hoes I can't lie
Ima fly to cali catch a fly
I need a vibe
Smoking

fucking mouth
I don't bullshit you ever seen a full grip
He knows where the fuck it's
Those who know shit
Ma flow sick if you getting noticed
With the dope

Feels like I'm living in a mystery
It's funny cause bro failed to finish me
I don't make friends I don't want no injury
You say you walk with a Glock

Air Pods on when I walk
If I'm lost in the beat, don't talk
Pop star flows what they wanted
We can have a conversation in the dark
Walk into the room

I'm workin every single week like its urgent
All my verses got the smell of detergent
So clean u can eat off the words
Ain't gotta come to the show wit

to see if I could bend them till they break
See you niggahs never had a chance you don't got what it takes
Coz my dealers got you folding bitch you cannot

getting real
Fighting for my life down here I be in the Trenches
I'll never make it out if I can't get past this
Smoking this loud bring me down when I'm

love you but Guess what I won’t see you Tommorow 
Like all the bullets in my gun my heart feels like it’s hollow 
I use the drugs and all this liquor

i just try to make some cash to create 
To pay my bills and feed my cat so he's straight 
My Cash don't go much further u can relate 
I know 
Cuz

what?
My bars are Mr. Clean and I ain’t even selling soap, bruh
You never had what it takes, don’t get your hopes up
Bet that I can pick your shit apart,

that
Im getting curious what if i shoot at him?
We ain kill that lil boy he backdoored on em
We got K on the board we kept doing that
I can't see, feel

and I do it for the thrills
Slide Through the money and I'm Bending through The Hillz
Lieutenant and General any many i can drill
Put on a show and they

I cried a river bout my dog and hit a block N left it  stain
Ain't gon' lie, if she made a dog, I'd probably never be the same
And that war ain't