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or napsackin' or backpacking
I'm back clapping the beat, back rapping some heat
Back strapped with a piece, no, strapped with some peace
So, when you put your

surrounded by the darkness
Lying on the ground steady grabbing where my heart is
But I had to bounce back
Looking at the sky only thing I seen was black
21

teens and my twenties saying, "Pack a bowl" 
All these feelings popping up just like its Whack-a-Mole 
Yeah, tell me who you know that's more vulnerable

the men that I'm stacking in my pockets have they face white
Spend it all on date night
Then it's back to the grind, moving on double time
I'm here 'til day

A hating bitch, oh don't be that
No debating, they know we back
I replaced him, don't be mad
Hating ain't gon' bring your dead homie back
I make my

wanna find out who it was
Bring him back here to explain why
He put drugs in the bowl
Then lock him up so he
Can't go around taking
More dumps in people's

don't write their lyrics
But some people have reached levels that are atmospheric
By relying on others to write their songs and shit for them
And they

Slow down my flow, gonna be a sex symbol
R&B gangster, got the formula locked
Sing on the hook cause we taking it pop
Produced by Teddy Riley, featuring

No Reason

Z-Ro

Meth

2011

Jesus bitch
Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck the world for no reason bitch
My back left pocket, got a blue flag in it
I'm a loc, and my loc

Ayo fuck that
Doggy styled the world don't call it a come back
Type of shots ain't getting blocked double pump that
Parfait in all flavors
Grew a Nola

I carry guns cause it ain't safe outside
Stand my ground cause I ain't ready to die
Got a knife and 9
City violence taking over this time
I refuse

Remember back then I used to think this shit cool
I was posed to drop out ain't think I graduate school
Yeah labeled a fool
Young nigga sold drugs wasn't nun

something real, but you struggle to tell the difference[00:27.00]That ain't really how it goes, is it?[00:29.01]I was in the back, I was serving pack, serving

out loud 
Stand by my drip fuck around and might drown 
I could go rounds I been knockin them out 
Watchin their back,  while I'm holding it down 
 
Pen

to Garcia Vegas. 
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Verse 1:

Man I swear this last week was almost too throwed off,
So umma just kick back put this game on take a load off.

And I

Studio smelling like my grand mama kitchen
Cooking hits up plenty space cooking biscuits
Black fists pump that twenty 76 shit
Just another hit Ivy League

a portrait of myself
And created what I wanted to be
Took 20 years to a prophecy
Sitting long nights by myself
Still acknowledge the situation
I'm by myself
So

I remember
Cold nights way back in December
Heated flows and they came from embers
20 turtle where I made decisions
And I'm steady living

I remember

if I don't ever come back
But I'll be back with more stacks relaxed
Stretched out in a stretch limo a lac to be exact
Been taking care of everybody but

Nureau Ink
Thought we was playing
Out the Box 2, YEP
Out the Box 2
Demons better step back
Cause the demon slayer's back
Ba Ba Ba Backbiting
And I

Bouta Get Activated
I’m Tryna Go Back To Vegas
This Is My Life I Made It
You Know What It’s Like Amazing
Roll Through Another City
Shout Out

you fakers./
It takes more than your jealous ass to break us./
This shit is pumpin' wrecking your sound detector./
After twenty records still top choice

the fame[00:49.83]I ain't trust these niggas cuz they activate like these snakes they gon smile up to mah face but they stab mah back[00:55.38]Smoking dope siping lean

the dollars kept on coming
Went from added back to a pending
Let’s close a chapter like the ending
Said 20 was the last sweet
But then it really hit me
If I