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INTRO: Badda badda ay yo rest in peace George Floyd and all of my brothers and sisters that's been taken by this racist system, This is the last

the candles in. Don’t let them troubles get up under your skin. Gotta hustle til you win – flex your muscle in the pin – show em you can fend – be a fighter til

by my instincts, until my existence goes extinct 
I might take the time to think about what has just come from it 
Don’t take me likely, not threatened

and join the fight
Ain’t no stubble, trouble in the bubble
Woken, broken, life’s a subway token
Eatin’ potato fries under leaden skies
When the air turns

Mariah Carey songs. Or be in lair of fog in front of 2 feral dogs. Have you running into so much trouble, you’ll be scared to jog. You’re good as gone,

This for my loved ones deceased, May they Rest In Peace,
When I seen how this worlds in more trouble than me,
I started fighting for others my skill

Explain how i speak from the heart
‘Cos the me that you see is a process
From the me that you saw at the start
Grew up in a 2 point Family
Surrounded by

they can’t hide
When we patrol side to side
Owning the net pin by pin
Unless you got a trampoline
Well you cannot win
Trust when I tell you that you

know I’m not the best but I try because you’re there 
I knew I was in trouble when you gave me evil stares
And that happened so much cause of all of my

to stay outta trouble but you get called by the hustle 
But you can’t stand that look her eyes when they come and cuff you
Luckily you got rid of that

it day by day so I can see tomorrow,
You living for your homies, for me that's hard to swallow.
Posted on the cut, all day and you aint having no money

smiling so fine
By ten eleven twelve almost losing
My rhyme

Well Its time to say express all this corny sentence
Before anything else i congratulate first

a Crown in 
Im heavily grounded 
Never tell em' I'm out of New York 
Them niggas know by the way that I talk, and the shit that I rock, and the way that I

on niggas
I'm started but I'm getting bigger by the minute, see me on the side winning
Put your hands through the ceiling
Bring your fucking ass in

dey one side I dey find money
But some people dey 
wey dey find trouble
Dem just love to watch
and see you struggle
Me I know their plans 
Me not

a team,
Nigga I thought you knew I do my dirt all by my lonely,
Niggas acting all funny now they acting like they know me,
Cuz I don’t play games go play

trouble even stole nobody ever told
East coast, what they called me, thought them southern cats was slow
With the music with the clothes, I would keep them

you how it is
Please
I'm just trying to live
Life with no tease

Seven years of hustling
I did it by myself
And don't try to dig it
Just try

as you seemed
You had your troubles too
Kings raise kings so I'll remember what that means
Give all you can to those in need
Do it right once or do it

and the dots will connect
with a red line drawn around hot zones and death
I’m a stoner too, and to trouble no brethren
I had to get a license for truetalk,

meds
And I felt it like the whole world
In my head stutter
Headphone Trap chain on my neck
Gifted by the Chaos X
Now means more than the others
We got no

I Been lost in my ways
Life is just hittin with brand new fades
And my path has been paved
By my mother and father who block my way
I've always been

the future, it can't be foretold
And if you don't fuck with me, you finna fold
Light at the end of the tunnel
I don't want no trouble
I might just stay out in

fight this war


Lots of people tried to use me like a cigarette
When they done they leave me and
Stump me on the ground
Coz all their troubles are gone