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the only way live if your skin white

Tell me how to feel when your heart on ice
And you earn yo stripes on the day you got killed
Run from the pain cause

Pipe that shit up TNT
Tre made this beat
Wake up in the morning and I pray
I made it to another day
Lil saint music is the movement
Let's talk about

Don't think that's for me just give me a chance to speak
You was out there when they was flexing on me
Held me with a dollar now i got so many G's
But

stop
Try to understand the reason while another body drops
Little kids used to play hopscotch around blocks
Now they jumpin’ over dropping bodies

should go and roll a blunt and catch another high
Top Dollar on that a** yeah the album buzzin
I got hits after hits baby that ain't nothing
Masquerade

Every single day I try to move on
Write in a book but in life though I do wrong
Smoke another blunt fucked up make a new song
Skinny mother fucker

hustling through the rain
I'm rummaging through a sound
That's been fleshed out for some days
I
Got a chip on my shoulder
But that nothing new
Me

Stretch back with another one
Ayy, Pulling up with that money though
Ayy, TOOLIT, we bout to hit it
Ayy, Yeah, Oh, Oh, Oh

Yeah, pulling up in a new

Down where the river cuts through the Tug Valley
Big Sandy had a gin joint surrounded by alleys
Through a dirty old glass Big Sandy could mask your

Guns over butter
Bring the ammunition
Gonna say this once without further repetition
Get your shit straight
Holder of your fate
Locked deep within by

others into laughter
I want someone special in my life and someone to look after
A lady standing by the bar on her own what do I ask her
Hello how you

can't go

Am I punishing myself
Boy I ain't sure
Just a bad guy surrounded by the women of his dreams
But they all outta reach
Cause it seems that I ain't

day I wake
I’m tryna stack another dollar
And my nigga doin drops
You gotta major bank Then holla
I been in the trenches with my niggas flipping product

every day sunday
From Big momma to Mickey D’s
Spanish, black, italian families
Bbq’s to cook outs
Wilding out hustling
Yeah my trunk got the measles

screams are silent
Sometimes kind words
Are followed by actions
That are quite violent
Problems piling
Like pepperoni
On pizza pies
Go ahead
Take a bite
Why

Let me introduce you, to Juno James Jackson
And how he begins his day
He pops another pill, and heads out the door
You know this man’s got bills

of time, on my grind
I don't ever sleep, livin' on repeat
Another dollar everyday for me
I'm just me, ain't no wanna be, I just wanna be
Livin' good with

Not a rapper more of a poetic scholar
Never measure talent of another by the dollar
You’ll never know what a person had to go through
This one to you

getting big,
Hand her keys like its new Rose
Mari by my side, Wayne too
I need a few those
Why love anyone but them
It leads to pain
Dollars only matter now

sticky
Look it’s only cause I‘m motherfucking broke
And by the time you hear this
Yeah I prolly wanna smoke
If they wanna bet I could be Dalai Lama
Cooler

the hard times
Erase the gaze of the inner haze
Reveal the dust through the maze
Disappear for days
Off in a tent
Parked by the bay
It's easier this way

that you rappers always copy but you not a
Mogul, more of a mongrel - money from your father
Fear mongering conglomerate
Hired by the government
Tellin

the more another day seem like a blessing
Lil 4 I got that verse for you when I get to heaven
Late nights hit the weed, walk on the moon crescent
Thinking

Whatever was in that cup, it got me feeling real low
I mask my emotions by rolling up a rillo
I'm gon' make it to a penthouse the way that I flow