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Wes on Acid

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And this a memoir to my family back when
My family back when
My family back when
And this a memoir to my family back when
My family back when
My family back when

Irvine keys for a G
The city pour up for me
I find it hard to believe that you aren't fucking with me
Gave these songs to the masses
While their radio is blasting
Sick of ignorance asking why I named myself Acid
They think i'm selling my soul
I said i'm sellin' them gold
Premonitions fasho
Take this shit on the road
'Cause now I see family
Cousins blocking a G
And you won't get shit from me when i'm on MTV
Thought they'd remember my heart
Been knowin' me from the start
Babe i'm just sellin' them art
No, no I can't play their part
Thought you had shooters from three
Ain't really been there for me
Five albums in you gon' see I won six rings like two threes
Collectors callin' my line seven years 'till i'm fine
Hate they're takin' whats mine
Might have to show them this nine
All these rappers be posin'
I'm alone like i'm Moses
They're gon' see that i'm chosen
Like Ke', Juice and 10 Roses

And this a memoir to my family back when
My family back when
My family back when
And this a memoir to my family back when
My family back when
My family back when

And I just want to make my momma proud
I really hope that she's proud
It ain't like I'm out here sellin' this loud
Roll a blunt up for me
Reflect on what I done seen
Hope for good vibes for me
I'm thinking positively
There's too much shit on my mind
Boxing with father time
Wish I could save them with rhyme before my family starts dying
Ke' is losing her heath, my pops is losing his health, grandad is losing his health
Hope I could save them with wealth
I'm on an ultralight beam
Come back to earth before they're gone and you regret missing time
Don't miss last breath for these poems
Live with that shit 'till you die
Haunt you
Ain't tellin' no lies
Thoughts sneak up with no surprise
Revert to sellin' those pies
I'm losing all self esteem
Depression tainting my soul
Thoughts of me fade away
I don't know where i'm 'gon go
Will Hip Hop please accept me?
Or back to banking on theft
I'm really living my dream
This is all I got left

And this a memoir to my family back when
My family back when
My family back when
And this a memoir to my family back when
My family back when
My family back when

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