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is Great and weed got the best feeling 
(Jah Rastafari)
I’ve made a mess threw some shitty shades at some People I’m sorry to tell you that was just

it you might even hate me
Maybe we not on the same things
I know I've been faithful so fuck it be grateful
Yeah I got a plateful
Shit ain't been super,

like we ain't enemies 
Don't give me dap nigga you ain't no friend of me
Must think I forgot the shit that you did to me
No
Got one time to fool me ain't

cll unforgiveness fear & doubt kicked out it must not tarry
But day by day when I pray they grapple
To keep me lost in self with distractions that come

give a _____.
Long as that product is making a buck.

Incarceration, hood devastation.
Fatherless homes be the manifestation. 

I can relate to that

now got pain and showing love
I'm sure it's not enough 

Gucci belt is on my pants 
I keep it tucked
Shawty mad at me I guess she mean mug

Walking with

Lately I'm reaching peaks that I've been waiting for
All these successes are moments that you just can't ignore
They doubted me like the Braves but I ain't

me a sway
Y'all already knew that's  Cal Scrubs by the way
That mutha fucka slays, Like Russ on sunny days
Imagine with plays I will Need no raise
How

Long as that product is making a buck.

Incarceration, hood devastation.
Fatherless homes be the manifestation. 

I can relate to that struggle

'm the one tripping but you gave me the reason
If i did the same to you would you stay? Would you leave me 
If i made all the excuses that you making would you

to pick what she choose
Because at the end of the day we drinking on booze
I've been working so hard
This is the perfect excuse to book me a car
So pass me

my life
Cause really I deserve to die
Lost count how many times, that I made my Mama cry
She doing happy dances now, but excuse me while I testify

flavors)
I just want
To feel Alive

I've learned
A few things
From my time in music
Man I hate to lose it
But I'm sick of all excuses
It Gets me riled
Well
I

Had me so gone turned my love to a weakness
I was so lost broke my heart into pieces
Don't want love send my heart up to Venus
Think that you was

if you don't like me, then fuck you
And I hope your mom die too, with a aids dick and a two by four fucker
Fakers, we gone make hits
Time you turn

Every, thing that I'm doing, got me thinking of newer
All the weight that I'm moving has got me making excuses
I'm not, talking on drugs I'm just

I'm fucked up in the head
All I want is that bread
She just tryna get fed
Want to get ahead
But these fuck niggas wanna try to hold me by a thread

as I can
While fightin' off all of the thoughts in my head
They know me best, like a book I'll be read
By the demons and be taken advantage of 'til I

twisted
Later found out you switched on me
Got these things that I think about
Pain will never go away
Yo ima find a way to take it all away
I'm never gonna

Cuz
No second to spare he squeezin the Buck
Boi got to Dumpin so I tackle my Cousin
Behind a Truck And now we get to Duckin
Im tellin my Cousin you

I'm talking about
Devil tried to get in my head and I'm locking him out
Can't stop me
So can you tell me why they try too much
They think they got me

not
Sometimes this life ain't easy but it's all I've ever got
Want to skate on by unnoticed never need to stir the pot
But your spot and new positions

a broom
Clean sleeve, wash niggas, make some room

I been popping, never stopping
Bitch you been mad since I left, keep watching
Oh he think he me, bitch,

once you tainted me
You got more cocky
Cuz no one could stop me
I sorted your laundry
The dirtiest things
Wouldn't dream of me swapping
My morals for