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earth since the day of my birth
I ain't leaving this rock till I'm at peace with all
And shout out my homies, love y'all in the city
KLA the beauty we

on time like this it was dead cause my pockets weren't moving Saudi
Now mans in JT
Man like one day got em on screen and lock
Wanna me hear me when it's hot

kickin' raps in the basement
We was a tag team, young rap fiends
Caught the microphone fever, and we didn't want the vaccine
Bad days, rap made them good

GOT IN THIS MORNING AT 4 AM  YOUR AS MAD AS YOU CAN BE  WELL I WAS DRINKING AND TALKING  AND YOU KNOW HOW THAT GOES  TIME JUST SLIPPED AWAY FROM ME

and
Throw a right hook for the market
I was feigning my safety when I set foot in the office
Phone calls and gray carpets
Rolling chairs and 5 coffees
Hoped

we can low
through the garden gates
or a foot of snow

c'mon back baby and tell me that it's understood
there's poison in the root and evil

up the money and count the digits
Speaking the truth know they gotta listen
Real and the fake man I know the difference
Pray on the day that they catch

if I was too arrogant
That money was staggering
They locked me PC with them trannies and rats
Man that shit was embarrassing
Twenty-three hours in

it back
I'm headed out the back door with force like Ivan Drago
Hitters sliding in the 4 door, pop pills it make them loco
I been talk about by family

twenty, twenty five misconceptions four
Something you better listen to
At least mo than twenty-two times
Man I been had two thousand twenty-two rhymes
I

fiends same gear for a week wearing dirty clothes
All day in the spot by a dirty stove trials keep me strong
Hope keep me happy, but im only human so these

standing with us and it shows
Push come to shove you know
Life in the seven hundred and two made this path
Hendo day ones used to have my back
Gave me

that will scare you to death
I was on my way, man I had one foot in the grave
Motherfucker I stayed contemplating about my last and final day
I'm

talked how to
Stay to himself, quiet as kept
With a coldness in his eyes that will scare you to death
I was on my way, man I had one foot in the grave

can be cruel till you turn it in hell
A damned glance can be so bad
30 years gone in a moment
You 're stain' under a lifeless bridge
Man instead facin'

20-10-20, if you Nigerian you know what went down
Fucking clowns how could you still vote in the wrong man now?
Think I'm Mark Zuckerberg they wanna book

is Babe Ruth

The Sultan of Swat, the Bambino"

I smoke twenty-five goddamn Black Cuban cigars a day

I had meat for breakfast, lunch, and dinner

I

wanna get away, into paradise

I do not play by the rules
One day they'll learn soon
One day they'll learn soon
I wonder when they'll learn soon
Wonder

it's not my type
I just wanna get away, into paradise

I do not play by the rules
One day they'll learn soon
One day they'll learn soon
I wonder when

And my bargaining chip is a roll of the dice
Paradise don't live here anymore

If last year I'd the guts to be
Forever only twenty-three
Would I have been

tastings every day at noon
The master bathtub sits in its own damn room
Water fountain in the driveway just for fun
You wanna hang out at my pool, you better

before they take there's, 
Reflecting on my years, 
And all that money I disposed, 
Put my foot in what I chose, 
Niggas respected how I rose, 
From

warnings

Living filthy to get it, fuck writing lyrics
High status in traffic
Bad energy, getting static
Day and night like Gladys, Kid Cudi
Man on the moon,

you talkin' how you movin' how you doin' today
Just put one foot in front of the other don't be afraid
Yeah I got the bag, got the whip
Got the cash,