Sunset on LA

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I know pride gon get me killed
Even wit my flesh still alive
Slow death from the inside
Had to learn to put that shit aside
Niggas in the streets goin' wild
Shooting like thats how they pay tides
Hedging risk just to get by
And pray to god they stocks still rise
I need a sabbatical
Been tryna build like an Adam and Eve
But she gotta work on her attitude
And I cant do shit unilaterally
Uncompromising positions
We both on a mission
Who gotta come to they senses
Cuz we both did the distance

In the field wit the shield and the vest on me
Mama prayers still protecting me
Keep all that ego shit, dont need the stress on me
Praying my vices dont kill off whats left of me
Its in my blood how I pass on the recipe, yea
Young king dodging bullets and felonies
Hit the gas when they think they ahead of me

I see the sunset on LA
Where can i go cuz nowhere is safe
Can't even tell you these late nights aint taking your place
The gravity hit me when you hit my line
said you needed space yea
I see the sunset on LA
Hills still burning
And so is the money im paying to stay
But f*ck it we living
It look like i'm swimming
My neck like a lake
They hating I got what I came for and got out the way

Cracking a code that i had embedded
Pray i live thru my vices and vendettas
Story was legend but plagued with some jealousy
It'd be all fiction if i let them tell it
Plan my trajectory that shit was definite
I know that lately my silence been deafening
I hear em preaching but none of its relevant
Is it a dream if they out here selling it
I been up all night
Coping wit frost bite
Its been in my veins
My rings and these chains
I'm covered in all ice
She know what it is
No need to explain
These niggas is all hype
I roll thru the city
My hand on my blicky
I keep me a long pipe, yea
Shoveling all type of dirt on your name
Just to keep that shit from filling they grave
I punched a clock for minimum wage
Now its my time and the carti is plain
I only flex to boost weight on my name
You see me making these capital gains
I'm tryna pick up more yards wit a gate
I can't be out making no lateral plays

In the field with the shield and the vest on me
Mama prayers still protecting me
Keep all that ego shit, dont need the stress on me
Praying my vices dont kill off whats left of me
Its in my blood how i pass on the recipe
Young king dodging bullets and felonies
Hit the gas when they think they ahead of me

I see the sunset on LA
Where can i go cuz nowhere is safe
Cant even tell you these late nights aint taking your place
Gravity hit me when you hit my line said you needed space
Watching the sunset on LA
yea yea
Hills still burning
And so is the money we paying to stay
yea yea
But f*ck it we living
It look like i'm swimming
My neck like a lake yea yea
I know they hate that I got what i came for and got out the way
yea yea yea

Run up the cash
Run up the cash
Running it back
Running it back
Doing the Dash
Doing the Dash

Father, father,
Keep me on the path that you set for me
Protecting me, blessing me yea
Even when its all bad, yea yea
Devil on my back, but God on my side
yea yea

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