Lyrics:
eat that brain
Knowledge is power venom insane
You think you're bad cah you're claimin demon likkle man pissed
When he reach the grave
Demon talk you
secrets that I'm takin' to grave, ayy
Sixteen, first time I caught a case
Sellin' crack tryna get the fuck up out my mama place, ayy
Niggas trapped, I
get the lo' on my home and I didn't know
And they tried, that's how we got the lo' on your bro, he had to go to the sky
Every day, this is really how
witnessing the come up of a humble man that just kept his faith strong
I shit on anything you come up with any day, because the competition is how I stay razor
King Jesus, every word that you say
I’ll tell em bout my pain, but also that I’m healed by your grace
Ima bring it gritty, but keep it real clean
Ima
life's a riddle
Don't let it get ya
I wanna be legal
But it's this hustle that get me richer
One love to my peoples makin' money
I can see you bubblin'
myself
Driven by my own desires I can't blame nobody else
For me to live is Christ to die is gain
Bought with a price so there's only one way
For me
must be mortifying
'Cause you get tortured by these guys, ain't no running away / See, I'm a star up on these tracks, and that's on public display / So
talking that I'm out here still promoting
Look me deep in my eyes and you can see I ain't joking
When you rise to the top everybody, then everybody gonna
Recollection of memories too, lil' sprout, Jason Bourne at the root
Born with a quill, put my thoughts on a note just to see how I feel
Learnin' is real, not
things for certain I ain't shaking your hand
I know these things is working welcome unions my man
Set Of Rules that I live rules that I live by
I know one
Gotta go with the fiends and in the click is a no no.
Gotta make that money man,
Gimme all my change, it's a murder thing, now
Even in the dummy game,
to commute
Yall out of fumes 2-0-2-3 is my year so there's nothing yall niggas could do
Not tryna rude for so long I had kept my cool
Now niggas karma overdue
can see where all the
Cancer is and eliminate it
We'll find the answer together like we were
Meant to make it badder than ever
Wish it was a lever that
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
That God has been condemned
You may be young but now's the time
To speak your words to them
Yes I am young and you are old, that's why I kept my
the sights that I see everyday
And pray to God that he take the gray skies away
Cause as the globe rotates this is what I live by
This my life this is my life
Everytime I held you close is now replaced with my regret
I put aside my pride to stop the knives you couldn't catch
But you never spared that kindness to me
right now I'm booing you
What did Kobe, Gigi and them other passengers do to you? (What they do?)
My condolences at this time is all I could offer
Kobe
proud of what is being done
Kept some of the strongest poison sheltered in a clean cup
Readjust my vision in the shrouded mist to see dust
On the floor
Money over Everything, designer on my pocket jeans
Designer shit on my hat, racks no store scene
Kept them hater on they job by cashing out on new
inside my head I feel the sudden dread
Coursing through my blood like the endless flood
Killing off the sense that kept me on the fence
To push me off
the neats clean
Narrow like a ravine
Digits fell good news
Last hole, green jacket worn, body in two
Left by oh-no
Soul been gone, disappeared like
that maybe God is intervenes
With my life like he did so many times in between
A half a block away from the crime scene
A minute earlier and that was me,
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