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don't feel I have to be rhyming scriptures
Just let my faith influence my music like 5 percenters
Since that night at my crib I feel like my rhymes are

Priests who walk among the halls 
Of angels, saints and God
Lusting after innocent little souls, 
Please hold
We should all be ashamed 
Please hold

Readily gave it up five months later was replaced by some nigga 
That you was dating way before you put me out
If I lost my spot at the shelter slept

Gotta stay focused on the grand Prize, I
As the days go by
Gotta reaffirm what I want in My life
I say it in the AM when I wake Like “I want money” (Ching

this inquisition 
I'll have you at your ends
Freezing you in this condition

Say hello to my little friend it's that peacemaker
Ready to rumble clip

of a better day
Seemed like only 5 minutes passed by the time that the credits played
So entranced, the youngest of four, the little man
We left the Brandt,

and take this stage from me
You’ll never take my legacy
People walk and talk in different directions
My 7-ply maple's 8.5 inches
Queen City what it dew?
You

got depression
Neighbors waking up for work thinking that I'm lazy
They don't know I was up to 5 cooking up crazy still
Finished jogging by the time you

bitch in the back
Pull her over now lil bitch on my lap
Heh
Pop the cap pop off the lid
Pop a bean
P-p-pouring up a 5th
Popping all this shit
Your bitch

Ghostemane, Ghostface, call me mage 
All my diamonds glow upstage 
We be going through the rage 
All these people talking strange 
Tired of these kids with they

Showing identity 
By looking identical
Change is the enemy
Make it a felony
Millions of murderers killing time
Live with no purpose not feeling fine

shit I be onnat I ont need my people with me 
Free $G My babies GP'D what is PC my nigga 
Beef gets cheesed jimmys 
We ont lose sleep my nigga 
Slept

to stay alive, you better get used to this state of mind, remember

5 years in the making, high here but I'm painting
Might say that I'm crazy, I had

on going baby, talking for the hell of it

Here's a little bout me
Only 19, and the dream so free
Really not sure who I am, who I be
But I want enough money,

I do this for the people that's been chillin and been patient
We been rocking for a minute I don't need no invitation

Rappers always talking bout

a marathon
Yeah I'm getting chased by the bobylon 
Bust a couple donuts in the parking lot
Real street nigga till I'm dead and gone
Fuck the other side they

ever go back to that factory
Working all day for that little ass salary
Cuz put me on he gone drop off that bag to me
Please do not hit my phone asking

get some perks 
She's an omen when she perks
Ended up in a place
Hundred by thirty-five 
Once again
Let me recalculate - let me revive the vibe that

Deceitful facial features passing in the Buick regal
Etta James on blast at last my people
Getting a little light hope the money too like sequels

People:
They say that this youth has set my Lady's heart aflame!
His Lordship, sure, would die of shock
His Lordship is a laughing-stock!
Should he

they smell it, I'm giving em strokes 
Play by the rules, giving her D then a rose
Closest I get to me balling, I know
Yall taking a dose, I'm working for

never could identify the body that i left behind
Ever since i was a little child i knew small-minded people don't 
Heart peaking like a bass-line power

Popping on it
Hopping on it
Flopping on em
Dropping on em
Them bitches know I running on the track
All of the people bout to sing it back
My shit was

you neighbor
Thank God I don't look like what I have been through nanka by this time mi y3 nto ma go
Shout out to all the people that turned my broad