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Man, every track is a fucking miss
You're an egotist, you're an asshole
You're a piece of shit, you think you're the best
God damn, I am just a man

Even when I was 2 I knew I'd be something.
I thank God because without him none of this would be.
When I was 8 I was on my "Worst Behavior."
By the time

and asked the lord like why me
People steady spilling on my name like F* the cost (ey)
Bro you tripping better hit the floor like pray to God
I am on my way

and tear out my heart
and take me apart piece by piece

Bridge

I'll trade my last breath for a second chance
If it unchains my hands
Cause I can't take

keep it stable their ain't no debate​
I ain't quitting till I'm 36​

It's Mister Green ​

I said I shouldn't be judging a book by the cover ​
I'm here

Keep on smilin through all this pain
Used to want fame now i just want change
Its a crazy world you gon let yourself go insane?
Im ridin by myself while

Thought I was the center of the system
Now I am even more confirmed
Look at all the mess that I’ve created
What an extraordinary picture

All

for the love so i call the shots
Finger your girl cause i know her spot
Center of the world nigga boiling hot
Madekos this shit on lock
Earthquake flow

I could never be a local statistic
Cause I've seen niggas perish more gifted 
Rather read a book before I hear an album
Got these rappers shook

Ay
Ay

These are some wild times
Running to the money like I never made it
Chased by the past but I can't change it
Nothing in the world will ever be

em 
Hoes so shady in a time when you can't even trust your spouse
I am from the generation of rick James bitch nigga fuck yo couch 
And all I want is

to see the links, directin' me to the keys
Bout to see a change of season, bout to see some fallin' leaves
I ain't talkin' bout these trees, I am talkin'

own I learned to take while they was praying and wishing
What am I to do lord? Is it my fate to sit and rot
Watch the world drop, While the archons stir

then you are fucking last
I ain't rich but I am high class
Octagon fights got knuckles made of brass
When I puff I'm gonna pass
Like a baby dragon when

for ignorance and
Ego trips 

And by the way what's the point in thinking all your talking will keep this long-lost ship from sinking 
In your world

d-i-d by smoking all of these strains
And its strange how i always feel that i am at range
Way past arms length and trapped in a cage
If this beast get

They on they Eddie Murphy, wish they could trade places and all
But what God put together, no other person involved, love
I know we got scars, we really

I started opening my mind and by 20 i improved immensely
Started collaborating and dropping tracks by the many
Gotta a duo project coming soon i am

gotta get the dough
Rookie album in books man no more demands
Off-season relaxing feet in the sand
No cares in the world yeah I got it all planned
Boutta

or
The sky painted pictures of the worlds last scene
I was down bad
Thinking clear but I'm half mad
North town but I'm goin' back to Calabas
Movin' weight like

on a mixtape aww that’s cute,
I’ve dropped five albums bout to add two,
Got the white bitch running laps around you,
You doing all this talking but can’t get in

we be
Like a magnet with the other who I am what we be
In tune with the world and we know about life
And we glimpsed the future good so good, we take

nailed to the cross

Slow down
God's ways  aren't yours
I want you to know your pains are nailed to the cross

He's got the whole world in His hands

Feels so good when you are
Dreaming

Oh honey, I know you’re scared
That if I am gone too long
I might wander off to someone new
While I’m traveling,