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it in my life)
So bye bye to hard life (bye bye)
I'm living a new life yeah yeah yeah

The lane to success is so hard to race
No one to help nobody is

at
Recap
Love and loyalty man that shit is long gone
Try to push my buttons it’s hard to remain so calm
Sick and tired everybody saying that your song
Is

I've been crowded by all these fakes
And the shitty advice
And Plus I hear they still compare me
But we nothing alike
Shit I'm the new version right?

i thought was close
You tried to paint a different picture but true colors showed
I seen niggas go from snotty to a bloody nose
I seen niggas get

your songs
Mad about a bitch
I can vouch that you ain't got no gun, boy you don't stand on shit
Booked for murder, you had sat up in that cell and you

here Broke my balls just to get here
You got some nerve Yeah, you really got some nerve, nigga, yeah
Picture me gettin' you caught up in some shit You

focusing my energy is the impact
I don't care about numbers and never do I let it distract
Me from the bigger picture which I'm envisioning
They tell me they

trapped all day
Ain't no escaping I froze in it
The life I been chasing I own that shit
I owe it to her yea she know that shit
New car ripped out the brakes

it looks like a movie, a painting, or a song
Wow, there is so much beauty
All the pills and alcohol, and a room full of cuties
It looks picture

all was lost
New from junk was built different, self made and self driven
Had the words but could've spit em, to paint a picture all covision
Locked in

clear 
I'm used to getting a few new big pair, each year 
From my granny (haha) 
A couple sexy ones 
That might come off 
When I done had waaay too much

pray that when you hear this song
That it relate to you
And think about the times we had
Before you turn into someone new
Man I was asking for some help

because I got figures
I got out of school and I started get richer (Okay)
Lame ass boy, you cannot be like me (Pussy)
I will not hop on your song for

doors
A more tainted soul
It's dark as some coal
But still I ain't change, cause real G's grow
It's 4:45, I'm home all alone, scrolling through pictures

got avoidance issues, I'm not trynna take no pictures
Happy as fuck and I'm not trynna fuck witcha
If you got some bad vibes, I'm livin' happy right

is sick, it got the flu (Achu)
Everything I wear is fit (fit)
Just got some new kicks (kicks)
Everything you do is shit (shit)
My song bout to get lit

the kids from the block but we were never trapping, ha
Just some high wild kids from the suburbs
Outskirts of the city got us chasing bigger pictures

Fascinated by my moves, but you don’t connect the dots
Yo I bet they feel a ways when I say I’m on
Take away to a place when I write these songs
I know many in

Check check one two
Y'all starting to get use to hearing
That? It's crazy howman fuck it
I'm a let the song speak for it self
You'll see what I mean

pockets big
Okay, I make songs that get recited by your kids
They don't wanna handle love, but broads got pictures of me on their cribs
And this is what it

pictures of my ex but I don't care because she gone
Send me a text, our sex, think it was three in the morning
Old news is in the past so I ain't gon'

hurt by that new bitch
Hit me up
When it's too late
I'll be on some new dick
I'm Coming raw; No latex
You on delivered; A fed ex
Diamonds in my watch

won't look good
But since the sounds are universal, New York won't look good
Picture Phife losing a battle, come on, get off it
Put down the microphone

niggas really get to it
Why the hell you got a pole
If you ain't going to shoot it
Why you don't use it
Only time I see you with it is pictures
When you