ACCOMPLISHMENTS

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Shaffer Jones

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This sounds like accomplishment
Niggas is eating where are your condiments
I heard i carry too much confidence
I just wanna know what the problem is
This sounds like accomplishment
Niggas is eating where are your condiments
I heard i carry too much confidence
I just wanna know what the problem is

Tell me why you mad tell me why you mad
I blew all that bag had to get it back
Not only bumped my head I fell on my ass
They never offered help I never asked
Wanna check the future better check the past
They ain't playing fair man they setting traps
Don't let them people gas you with synthetic gas
And send you on your way down a pathetic path
Better talk to god better fo the math
Killers on command kill you on command
I done turn my hustle up to the max
Is that why you mad tell me why you mad
Matter fact kiss my ass
My craft will out last
Use the rain to bathe
Them clouds passed then blessings got dispatched
Devil on my hills he just tryna distract that ok I can adapt
Money blind players turn em into evil spirits
Niggas died tryna live out these ole rap lyrics
You getting money and they swear that they in love with you
But look what they did to doctor huxtable

This sounds like accomplishment
Niggas is eating where are your condiments
I heard i carry too much confidence
I just wanna know what the problem is

I managed to walk the land of the lost
Heart on my sleeves hard to believe
Heart of a king caught in between
The harsh realities of the ghetto
Let go like shots on the block that's routine
What's man to a machine nigga please
I could spit this verse in legalese
Triggers squeeze try your best to bob and weave with the bullets
Life is what you make it live it to the fullest
I know I'm the one and I don't need no reassurance
I'm not easily influence persevered through persecution
I'm not making no excuses
Light the reefer then I pull it
You a jesus or a judas
You a god or a jurist you a fraud your a tourist
You ain't really from the land
You the father of confusion
You a Scare you a brutis you a mark you a coochie
You a body full of mucus i'm a martyr for the music
You flirting with the craft but yo heart is not into it
And we can tell
So I say we toast to our accomplishments
For we maneuvered through the manure
We did that

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