Young & Misguided (feat. Angel)

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Yeah
I got bruises on me
Nigga what
I got bruises on me
Yeah
I got bruises on me
And excuses only
Cause if I tell homie
Then he might start snapping
We don't do the capping
But you know they strapping
Cause they always trapping
Never caught us lacking
If you started mapping all the places that we been unpacking
Huh
Always with the mobsters
All day with the crew
Andy, death, and Oscar
They ride like I do
Said you want it faster
So we ride with boost
You know it's a wave when I pull up with squad
I opened the door
I got the lit god
Myze is beside
You know how we ride
My people are violent they won't let it slide
They watch how the enemy speaks
Their talk is just cheap
Big dick energy freak
That is just me
Can't compete
With me and the team
You can have any whoever you dream
Said that you wanna be leaving with me
When cameras on you and eyes are on me
Ha
You want them to see
You won't ever
You won't ever
You won't ever take me
Down
I see
The signs
I must heal
My mind
You won't ever
You won't ever take me
Down
Down
Down
Young and misguided
Please don't step on me
I don't shoot no guns
But my homies got it
Oh damn PL
What you've done
Man you done really got me started
And all of these niggas that be talking nonsense
And I once get started
It's gonna be hard to stop me
And there ain't no stopping
And for sure no choking
I've been rapping like this
I don't need no coaching
The rap is imbedded
Is all in my coding
We all in the matrix
And nobody knows it
Back to the basics
A homie was hopeless
And nobody noticed
Well only my homies
And Death
Who I have to thank
That I'm still standing here rapping bout my pain
Last two years of life
It was non stop rain
Now homie came back just to bring the flame
Yeah
I guess we finna be the ones to claim
the crown
In this fucking crowd of clowns
What happened now
The tables turned
They upside down
I made a couple people frown
But it was worth it for my smile
I worship no man above me now
My flow so god damn versatile
I guess you know I'm bringing nothing more than wild verses
Every beat they throw we murkin
Ima leave these rappers hurting
But that ain't the topic
Know these last couple of months
We had no other choice but to pop shit
Done had enough time
to empty my pockets
If I'm being honest
I'll tell you a promise
That we gonna come out on top
Even with the music the money won't stop
But we In love with the beats
So the tracks gonna drop
And I hope y'all stop
With the cap shit
The songs y'all drop
I'll could never call rapping
Y'all sitting at home just getting distracted
By the distractions
Me and my homies just counting and laughing
Smoking and counting the green
Cause you know that's what we been stacking
You won't ever
You won't ever
You won't ever take me
Down
I see
The signs
I must heal
My mind

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