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Don't plan on falling off or quitting
American ninja warrior
My story doesn't end when I'm victorious
Cause I come from poverty piss poor survivors
Nati's the sickest, you're not stoppin' my vision
These rap fucks must be poppin' prescriptions
Got 'em gassed up, thinkin' shit's hot when it isn't
on your mind
But you'll be back and I'll lose them forever
'Cause I'm wondering why, now, should I ask your name
All the people standing by, all there in
beautiful girl
The mornings not over
Horizons forever
Don't you go
What a fuckin' sad way to move out of your home
Ain't no family close by ain't no one
that?This stupid kid, is he your man?Did you forget everything that we had?
Reminiscing the story that we created togetherI'm bringing back all these memories
Best friends I can’t wait to meet our kids Bae let’s write
A LOVE STORY
Till death do us part sign ya name across my heart long as you got love for it
story (yeah)
We're singing freedom
Our testimony (say it, y'all)
We'll be singing forever, amen (we'll be singing forever)
We'll be singing forever
time out yo waltz)
And tell your love'ems that you love em as all
Here's a little story I got to tell
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
On my way to riches
Blunt to the face, ain’t no limit
You got pack, what’s the ticket
Take that fake blue you the sickest
I think it hit, I can’t see
Override the system, drugs with some sick kids
You know what we on, we tryna make the fucking hit list
Write a couple songs and live forever in your
(3rd verse)
You know what this is
Yeah kid, give up your riches
Vicious, visions is not for motion pictures
Unstoppable, rollin' witcha sickest
(If its fire, you already know it's made by Chocco)
Bon dias everybody, I got a story to tell
You better listen up, as I start raising hell
Let me
never in my plans to be the God Damn Man
With a king palm ready
Rum and coke in my hand
Self love the mentor and the story began
One thing about me that
love and never feeling numb
Regenerated to the core, forever with the Son
Lord had grace
Why do I feel this way about life or death
Why do I steal
and have your kids
It's so simple baby
Driving me crazy
Forever want to feel like this, baby
Boy we kiss or touch
Want you so much
I just wanna love
let off shots
I leave the house protected when
Up in the block
XL magazine hangin' off the Glock
I stop by OG Beanie for to get some purple
I got a lot
private
On wax is the only time I'll open my yap
The CDC trynna ban me from spitting infectious raps
They know I'm the sickest by how I talk
They know I'm
Can’t stop thinking bout the kid
I got infinite life’s
But you only died once
Do you know what love is
I know you tried once
Untold, untold, untold, story
Classroom of kids, or a venue performing
If I'd had done for the money I'd have been a fucking lawyer
Concrete, vagabond, van telling stories
Humbled by
kids
Why'd you have to play yourself by playing me?
Disrespectin me like if I was a kid
Why you had to f*cking lie and play the victim
You brought out
A Young Sinatra, that was undeniable
Who welcomed you to forever while Under Pressure
And told you The Incredible True Story of Bobby Tarantino
Lemme tell you a story a kid who's pops wasn't really wit him
Just three brothers and his mother grew up struggling in the system
Shit you probably
some style by taking glances
Red snapper, taken apart, put back together
Plated on some bok choy, fine fish platters forever (Yo!)
Same routine,
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