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hard but I got faith that it'll be better days
He been dead by the train for a week straight
Every time I fuck your hoe, I make that lil' bitch say my

(Very legendary)

Constantly thinking
Constantly drinking
Constantly fucking
Stay with my brothers, I stay with my niggas
You know that we hustling

are today
So I left home and went to work at just sixteen
Started feedin' the machine

Me and my brother moved into a flat
I paid my share of bills

like all way
Remember days bitchin' niggas right in the hallway
5L a team, we gotta plan just like it's ball day
Give a ear to all my brothers, give

what it is
Hey Bazz
Give me a call back when you get a minute
Bazz
I gave my 'ooter a call
That's when he spin
That's a Ring Pop
Tell him visit 192

forgive me like he did
For all of are sins
Mia I promise will go on a trip
Wherever just us just brother and sis
I ain't been perfect but who the fuck is

overcame
I'm plugged in Indiana my migo by Notre Dame
You gotta watch the temp when you cookin' turn up the flame
Yeah this the life that I chose hopefully I

No snitch I say bitch
Only to you male crown
My woman is my crown
I'm the God underground
Before he cast out
Angel with a shimmer
Me a winner
Cause

came up from the south
You know how we do
Picturing myself in a Bentley Coupè
And yeah my brothers right beside and they winning too
Yeah the hustle hard

talking gunplay wouldn't shoot shit in the dark
I guess I'm wrong cause my attitude always fuck it
My little brother shooter thats a automatic bucket
Don't

inside the truck surrounded by fabric softener (Yea)
I'm young but they keep on calling me vet
They say that he act like a dog they need to take him

a handful of years and a mind full of fears
So I'm tryna make a difference with a little time
All of my day one brothers staying next to me
My city treat me

can you
When you hot they wanna fan you
How the fuck he from Atlanta
Wearing dickies with a flannel
My swagger is different baby I'm tricoastal
It's

Straight to the core, Upping the score, I ball out like 4
Go to the shore, long live Dior, can I restore what I hope what I swore
My gang they ain't poor but

am
A man of valor
You earn my respect
But keeping it's harder
A stab in my back
You show me your colors

You switch or you fold
Cannot be my brother

don't wanna hear complaints
If I tell my brother ay he go let it spray
That choppa turn you into fish filet
And all my enemies yeah I forgave em
But tell

the right to vote 
Read and write there isn't hope 
So much anger I could choke 
Hanging em up by the tree      
My ancestry 
Just be more like Dr King 
What

my brother it's gonna be fine
We are blessed we ain't gonna die
We will live and testify
All the things that he has done
I'm gonna be the greatest, ok

I think we made it mama
I think we, made it
It was 3/05 I was born
I took off and I kept soaring
The thunder kept roaring
Saved my life by recording

how to relax

Ain't no fucking breaks
All these bitches fans
They just like my songs
I don't know whats right from wrong
Bitch I'm probably burning when

people in the city getting active to get even
For my hood for my sister brothers swear I'm bleeding
Playin with her heart it's like I'm playing a game

Been about the blue bands, know im getting paid brother
Chrome Heart Hat on boy this ain't a plain trucker
Pull up to his crib with the chop let

fast, that's why got that lean
I Put myself together ask my Brothers what they need
Move the ship together,Riches bounds by loyalty
Lil Foreign and they

They brand me brutal
We on the southside
This my story
This aint like westside
story the musical
I guess my
methods are unsiitable
I aint that usual