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life
God's got a new plan
Just leave it in His hands
Don't go back to that life
You don't have to go back
She was only 15
Been living with her father

deep
So boy, are you keen

People pass me by
They do all the time
Living out their lives
Separately inside
And that would be just fine
If you'd stop

every line till you touch the sky. I fuck every bitch with my jewelry on

Give her the dick till she pass out. Darko bess back in this bullshit
Got a new

learned the game and flip the script, that's how I got the Oscar
This music shit got Ty moving like we Dame and Biggs
I'm just aggressive by nature, that's

emptiness with money, women, and drugs
Thinking back to them years on Kennedy Drive
By the grace of God the only way that I survived
Moved more weight than

your old daddy's way of living
Soon enough the world might make you realize
Sometimes it's only worth what you can see on the surface
Don't give an inch

Shit need to throw them out
Follow my passion
I ain't working for minimum wage
Think your free
But we living inside of a cage
Who's the white boy

my vices
But my life is too complicated and my time is confiscated by my trails
Im obligated to part take in karma from my past mistakes
Made some bad

a new allegory 
But in the morning you've no glory 
You're breaking up and underneath 
The covers your secrets you keep 
I'm an undefeatable beast

land
G4G you can't beat the team, it's the one only, endorsed by the VP
Oh no I think I might pee pee, lets go stinky you can't get me
I got the man in

proud of the places I stand

Yeah, I ain't that hard to approach
Keeping it player in coach
Only taking flights if the music the reason I go
Never

your rocket
Boy I can not make the deposit, that money in my wallet
Shitting on them bitches, got them feeling like a toilet
When I take the shot I call

Proud to Be a Stoner

Kottonmouth Kings

Cloud Nine

2007

to Hollywood, we was up in the scene, 
It was Dloc, Johnny Rich, and my home boy Steve.
We was, teenagers, yeah living a dream.
Lookin up to Daddy X, tryin'

mine, let before me do ryt
Ngoba in this new life you only get 2 strikes
So I try by all means ukuba umuntu oright
Nami ngifike lana ngeke nifike I'm

When I'm passing by
If you ain't down to blow that bitch, man
Pass the Glock you saw yo mans wide open
But ain't pass the rock rich, bad bitch
Only thing

go and say you didn't
But it's me in the flashbacks losing myself bit by bit
And you say you didn't want to hurt me
But you did

People keep on saying

Got me in His Hands so I'm never gon' be trippin'
You better know the beat is the only thing I'm killin'
Got no time to be a villain
When the Holy

people saw Him no contention
So if Christ and ain't raised up from the grave
Our faith and preaching is in vain
Yeah we'd be crazy and insane
Living for

diamonds involved
Only drive in sport mode that's when it's the fastest
It was sitting at my house so I took it in traffic
From a honda to ughh now I'm back

throw our bodies on the pavement and cement
I can't believe this shit still happening
Boys in blue some big bad bitches with badges
Screaming I can't

of living life turnt every night hollering out "YOLO"/
Most times in solo
Making moves by my lonely/
Had to learn the hard way only one I can trust is me

never lack, i cant go out like that
She said, "baby boy you trippin' you be smoking too much pack"
Racks all up in pockets yet my pants still sag
Glock

was a rule book that's not a good look
Nah I use it as a tool for living life to the fullest uhh
Guidelines help me stay in line with the Ruler uhh
I

the bitch better
I'm gon hit her every time she come, cause I'm a big stepper
 
Don't call no trapper I manufacturer
Right in that kitchen just whipping