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Taking all for keeps
Looking at the sky 
Thoughts that start come
While I trip at night 
Waiting for the sun
Searching for the bright side 
Cuz I can not

here ain't nothing to me
I just want to live my life can you walk into it? (Walk into it walk into it)
I need you by my side can you be my ride or die?

trust me
Gave you plenty reasons why you wouldn't
Wrap sheet long as sideburns still moving foolish
Baby, baby, baby always followed by excuses
Still

Wished for something
Something that it wasn't
People moving quickly through the streets
They moved by dozens
He says the man has fallen down
Liar,

About the ways of the underground
How it's been around and around by adding those terrifying sounds
We go way from the east to the west
To the north

staring
Homie, I ain't finna get mad, tote a weapon rarely, I'm intrepid barely

One man with a true heart who's got emotions
Two legendary rap albums out

Take a moment out to help a little one
Whose chances were as slim as midnight shining sun
Or soldiers helpless facing firing Lewis guns
Whose mothers

I got the Sun in my eyes when shit is brick in Manhattan, you know I
Learned this language in the 310 (310!)
Touching down in LA with the bloody nose

life by the neck pull her dress up
Tried to fuck me but I fucked her better
I want my success I won't let up
Learning to let things go
So it don't fuck

I'm cornered, I attack
Want a 'rarri, black on black
If I can't, mac on mac
Fuck wit me, can get wacked
Rip your heart out, one by one
If I can't, I'll

like Elon
here by a chance thinking god put me on
You did me dirty but what have you done
Fill up the tank, pop the tires, then I run 
I’ma go crazy,

the mind catch 'em with the blindside
Underground on the rise aimin for the night sky I'ma let sun do his thing
I aint tryin to out shine
But when it's my

I'm flipping the switch and I'm burning this bitch to the flo'
If they want smoke cool we smoking on you and yo second hand man fasho
Baby you old news

Can you blame that man for taking routes that he ain't seen before
Trynna find the light, these hungry nights will make you scream for more
Trynna

don't care bout the pay
I put my niggas up on to some plays
We made these millions back up by the day

Yeah I do this for my brothers for my blood
When we

You gotta save that
Shout out K-Watt man
Off the rip from the start
Sheesh
All week I’ve been grinding all week
Dedicated to it every single day
No

realer then a muh'fuck
Getting bigger by the day
Getting hotter than the son, sun
Nigga just get out my way
T-LOG never lack
#2UP! that's the tag
Cruisin',

soul trap black gems
Pull up to the lab in the president black tints
Hand sun-visors & squints
Still wondering what it is
The million dollar question

say she feeding off the sun
Got to go man a nigga got to run
Got up in yo feelings cause a nigga just so blunt
All these niggas cunts talking drugs I

and a superstar
I am rich and i'm badder now
Mama was the one
Who first took me on a trip all around the world
Son of the soil
Grown to be a bigger man from

they dressing like whore maids

Pulling up for like four days
Climax and check what Mike Khors say
Gotta be gone by the sun up
Think she Curry, the way

that's a fact, like 2 2s

The flow was baptized by the coocoos
Tell ya man stop hittin the dislike on YouTube 
To few baddies in my circle, they just real

think I'm still in love wake up still in her
Long strokes handy man work how I'm drilling her
She know I'm nothing like these niggas
I'm a real street

want the bag and i want the jag so all the haters we gon shut em up
Shut it down then pick it up working hard till the fucking sun is up
It go back down