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on the EL
Uh, it ain't fair that I gotta struggle just to pay this fare just to get somewhere
Just to make some bread, I spend it all again, the system never

Sometimes I feel like I come off too arrogant
She says I'm one of them ones
I told her treat me like I'm just for fun
Yolo shit got in my head and it's stuck

And Imma run out this time by telling you why, I
Had to sit out for a minute, contemplating if my life would be finished
If I dropped the pen And lived my

I can't hold my head down, I bounce back after all them losses
We can't bread now, can't lay up, when the money call, I gotta  head there
It's

this shit by myself, don't need a sponsor
I'm rolling loud, getting visions, being at the concert
Right now, I'm dividing, trying to stack my bread

gonna fucking riot

I don't have to listen to any motherfucker
I don't need my bread buttered and I don't need my heart to flutter
Cos I can do that for

Stepping up I leave you tripping like it's ice hockey
One shot I leave you dead, put your head on a piece
Like woah, bakery go and get the bread
Like no,

tell them you don't need to worry about me, worry about yourself
cause you wasn't here with me when I was all by myself
I was going through it and nobody

One for the money, cause I got a get these bands (Aye)
Two for the drank and I'll never pop a Xan (Aye)
Three-Five in the blunt, it take me straight

fast
So I better slow down
The last time
I broke in the nigga crib
I almost
Got shot in the face
Lost my freedom
For 2 and a half
Them crackers
Violating

on billions
I'm tryna make this pape stack by the minute
I been trapping so damn hard i got them bricks in the ceiling
That's a one good helluva feeling
Growin

to lay you off
I ain't tryna go out of my way to micromanage you
By readin' all my texts, you probably know I'm not a fan of you
I wrote this life I'm

ain't for sale
I be dreaming 'bout balling while driving by the Hall of Fame
And I'm never washed up, 'cause I got more to gain
I ain't saying that

off that bad dope
That's fentanyl
Watch where you go
You might end up gettin' repped on
Hope you got your cross-trainers tied
And some sweats on
Fuck

a 30 to his throat

And I'm on a roll
The streets it get cold
You know how that goes
I was down on my low
Now I'm picking up loads
I got drip like a boat

Causing ice to melt
In the bible belt
You better mind yourself
Cinch it up, sip the cup
Starving kids, wine and bread, sign a check, give it up
I'm giving

keeping them hundreds on me
Off of these pills i'm a zombie
On me I'm getting racks by my lonely
I stick to my bread, why the fuck is you calling me?
I hit

But, either way baby you know what it's gonna be
I wasn't living right, but now I am, so that's the old me

You only gon get rich by doing you, that's

I been in my head I got my reasons
I can see my angels fighting demons
Prophecies of strangling these legions
Fell the walls cave in with ceiling
I

I just saw a light in your eyes
Tonight will never end

Wow, I don't even know your name
You got me feeling all these things, yeah
It's hard

wishing on a star when they kill it's not a crime (that's real)
Biggest figure on this earth body bread blood wine (bro go super-saiyan)
Switch lanes who

Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas
It's A Christmas Miracle

Christmas time, one by one
Unwrapping gifts, just for fun
Big red bow becoming undone
Looking

don't miss when daddy call, when we link we have a ball
Like Beyonce I can upgrade ya, the folks I love I won't trade ya, got a shooters touch I won't

friends to the end
Friends to the end, oh lord, friends to the end

Got a billions of stories that I could tell
I ain't naming no names
But it's like we all