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lips/
Can't be fooled by the ounces/
Never doubted/
That's whole another lick/
Shawty finna do a mad ting/
Not a sad ting/
when we ride through the bits/

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Know to heart, know yo wealth...power in a team can't do it by

Nation
I'm stepping the court feeling like rebel
You think we're equal? No! I'm on a different level
You will hang up your shoes, you won't even be missed

Every time they blow that horn
Guns go off no harmony in this shit cause the planet worn
Down to dust and dirt on this little rock that we call our home

playing to win
Back and I had to MJ em' again
I did all shit with no interventions
Quick to tell your ass too save ya opinions
Back to the trap and I'm

and stare up at a jetstream
My mind's in the sky 
And my body's adrift in a slipstream
But my coach yells, "Get up, son
Or you're never making the A Team, no

Yeah...
(uh huh)
No Peaking this time...
Thank God for this...
(Do da werk)

Uh...
Listen...

Y'all don't even season ya wings
I'm in a crib so fly,

What I feel when I rock this-
beat fit beat fit beat fit play!
Feel effect by me?
See my colors free, losing your cool you had your days numbered too
I

the plains and sneezed away 
c continent with me (the sea). The team that made a myth by hiding it. 
Became a hit on Broadway but it wasn't quite the same -

ring-a-ding
It ain't no stopping me
Annointed by the cursed ones yeah
I feel like Sasooke or Sasuke
Kick it with a Maggi on a Thursday
Magnum on my dick and she

Since a youngin I ain't play by the rules
Can't tell you how it is you ain't walk in my shoes
Life full of lessons I don't know how to lose
Can't chase

want to admit
that getting lost in the clouds is the problem
Mixing drugs with drinks got me in my coffin
I can feel my lungs bleed but I no options
My

back in high school you do xans now
He a fucking fiend
You cannot do it by yourself got to help the team
How I freestyle on my track and I get more

at this magnitude
I'm coming at ya, hitting every theatre near ya
They tryna troll
They wanna fuck with the team (That's WASTE, baby!)
You think you know

and killers and you know even some fiends
I'm with those who fuck with my team those who go get it by any means
I heard the police caught my homie he locked in

they glasses on
Can't rely on people do shit on my own
That's the biggest lesson learned being grown
Keep a close circle ain't no friends we family
Ain't

of dreams the same to me as basically a made up scene
We say we're free, then fail to sleep 'cuz angry teams are maiming me
Then gratefully I'll pray to keep

Way Back by Hi-Lite Real

Verse 1:

Flashback way back To the 1990s
Birthday party at my aunt Phil house
Sweet spring time weather cooling out in

with my unit
We be moving like the A team
Never was in the trap
But selling packs when i was 18
I be in the stu with
All the bops that I be making
Did

love, just cause I was, coming from the heart

Tell the truth, I gotta do, forget how they feel
Live by proof, I show and prove, to teach and reveal

Tony see me at the therapy spot with the handle

Blessed what I do
Blessed what I be
Jesus of Nazareth with me pulling with my team
Bricklayer pulling

compare to the little league
Knew he wasn't really for us, he got crossed on the court literally
Gon' go by my odds, cause I can't let no one be little

on the beat
Gotta do that shit the way they know I do the tree, on my Ps
Gotta run the sack back and make the 3, at least
Had to double back, flip it by the Z

I'm chillin at the top of the balcony
I see the sunset and I feel the breeze
This is my new level of Ecstasy
I am no longer content with the second seed