Life Stories
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Uh, lonely nights turn into hold me tights I’m too busy if you call you gotta phone me twice Egos turning conversations into phony fights My homies told me practice what you preach and take ya own advice I be moving with discretion I’m tryna get this bread up watch me split it with my brethren Loyalty over money is always gon be my preference All that flexing y’all be doing is the shit I’m not impressed with The niggas co-signing you is not really respected I’m tryna get my favorite rapper featured on my next shit This the talent I was blessed with F*ck a diamond chain I’m want red rubies on my necklace talking hella reckless Niggas best shit don’t even be better than my worst shit I'm next up to the throne, the ground I walk is gone be worshipped Always been a king I wear the crown that I was birthed with The hunger and the pain I know you hear it in my verses Knowing that I’m worth it But people try to act like I ain’t worth shit The magic in this pen, my cursive reversing curses And if they want it they can get it, come and learn a lesson I treat the mic like it’s a loaded weapon I study well so they can try and test me Working hard I never miss a blessing On this journey never misdirected Tryna spoil her cuz I know she worth it I only buy her black designer purses Still hit Waffle House for breakfast Stormy nights turn into sunny mornings Dream turning into realities I need a couple summers touring I’m tryna spend a couple winters balling And when they leaves starting to fall I take a flight and head out somewhere foreign Tryna have my jewelry dancing Diamonds somersaulting I speak the truth but it’s not something people hear too often Uh and bad moods make the best art Get in yo feelings and your bag that’s the best part And wherever this chapter ends is your next start Never stop the beat it kills the flow and that’s a dead heart I write this poetry for those who can appreciate The story tellers and the matrix dwellers With a sinners fate I be living slow just cruising on the interstate Im bougie baby I want steak and lobster on my dinner plate And I’m always going harder I don’t need a break Tryna live like we the carters, so the family straight Your enemies are always closest to ya fakest friends We make war, we don’t make amends It’s bloodshed til the very end I sense jealousy in the air you can hear it carry through the wind We in the field with all the gear we coming for the win I been down so many times but here I go again My heart is pure although I know I sin Lotta weight sits on my shoulders, work it out like I been in the gym And I ain’t never falling back that’s a fact nigga Put it on wax it’s a wrap nigga I ain’t nothin like these rap niggas And that’s word to Nip My victory lap is coming soon Watch how I race the whip The gift of gab into a bag now that’s a major flip Cooking up I’m in the lab we on some major shit My life story is my life’s glory I’ve seen blood, sweat and tears over the years Life is quite gory Middle finger to the world and no I’m sorry And when you see me doing good, please do not call me I ain’t tryna hear no homie this or homie that When I was in the gutter where the f*ck was all these homies at?
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