LiF3 (feat. Zakiraa & SHO!)

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Iphone 8, section 8
Your son 8 but he aint 8
Got off my ass & put food on my plate 
Tried finessing a bag & got hit in the face
Sleep with the fishes get fried or filet
Make her drip when she taste 
Bitch my dick serve like base
Got so much i can fill me a lake 
Pop a pill then i faint 
She got skills for a saint 
No lie, i mean yolo
Showed my hand
When i shouldve had his jaw broke
Stand tall ten toes bet they all fold 
Ride low, niggas sneak diss with their eyes closed 
High hopes, i know wherever that i go
My growth, builds like a beat or a high note
I wont
Stop til my names on every title
If you are an enemy than my homies gon ride slow

I dont know how to feel anymore 
I dont know how to feel anymore
Feels like im pushing at the walls
Cause Im trying to find a way out 
In the dark with a small light on the inside yeah
I dont know how to feel anymore 
I dont know how to feel anymore
It feels like im breaking but Im standing strong I needed some love but life goes on

I wish that i just kept my distance 
From all of those negative people without hesitation but everything happens by reason
Im tryna move right like the left was needed
My mind is racing 
I cant feel it but my body tells me to stay patient 
Im tryna dive deep for greatness in the making I hope that I make it
Im putting myself first I gota stay selfish 
No reason to hate, that shit bad for your health 
I dont got no time just to chill
Im tryna stay blessed 
On my mind i got millions 
Im tryna be the light, the witness
But there are angels to got the lost 
And the demons are waiting for you fall
So f*ck it when i make it were gonna ball
You only live once so ima give it all

They shoulda 
Neva let a nigga get started 
Niggas smell my gas like I jus farted 
True to the game 
So ya boy cold hearted 
Man I ball and I can't be guarded 
Ima workaholic 
More plants than a garden 
All my hittas shoot first 
Like James harden 
You rappers are garbage 
You call yourselves artists 
I stay with the plug 
You can call me a charger 
You stay on the bench 
And bloodline we the starters 
My flow hot as august 
I'm killin these rappers start pickin out coffins 
This kush got me coughin
Im high as a Martian 
My crew like an army 
Yours like meet the Spartans 
Haa 
I beg your pardon
Gas like Gordon
More bars than than a worden 
Bad bitch I'm excortin 
This money I'm sortin 
I'm so filled with dope 
But coke ain't what I'm snortin

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