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We look to the city for guidance
We pray that we find it
We search the city for guidance
Gridlocked with those
Who would prey on our findings
We ask

Who gon tell this nigha
That he ain't nice

Look
Look

When the walls are closing in
And you feel your last breath
Not a single soul in sight
Could you

nice (Yeah, yeah)
We were talking 
And you only gave me good vibes (Yeah, yeah)
A week or two went by
And I didn't know why
But you gave me kind

to these
Gods
And that’s how we get by
Lost and aloft so we follow these tides
I got more fight than a MF tiger
Here to take it higher
Become a different

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Hmm

All this shit that I done did made me this cool right
If I got to die, make sure my tomb right
Aquafina on my wrist light up

you cause I ain't see you. You tapped me on my shoulders and said nice to meet you
You said your name was ......... I said my name was Chad 
And I can't

Wake up outta bed looking photoshoot fresh
Fiyah bun many men that wish death
Rock with the set make sure my niggaz fed 
Rock with the set make sure

shit to keep

Dead or alive I'm the best
I don't know one that contest
Taking all challenges ready for tests
I'm sending headshots so no need for a vest

All a Nigga know is SEX, MONEY & DRUGS
Fuck da other side, bitch it ain't no love
My family tree is full of killaz
Drug dealers and thugs
When I was

was looking for love cause I didn't be without it
You told me that you love me but I truly doubt it
But mothafuckas only treat you wrong If you allow it

love
Ah, these niggas not my friends so we’re not nice
See I can’t pretend see we’re not like you
And you ain’t sending threats that we don’t like
Watch

out
The mans worked nights, so his bitch'd be at the bars by now
And that ain't even in this part of town
Let's park and get out
Cause he works even

ones to give up on you 
In the mind you live this world all by your lonely 
Dry relationships can't get no love from shawty 
None but evil glares I swear

ain't talking bout Trojan 
Living Gucci yea I live by my slogan 
Always pouring up or a nigga be rolling 
DoubleM be the name ballin jus like I'm 23 (aye)

a waste of time
But someone please accept this man tired of hearing his dumb self whine

Oh aint that something
The beat switched up you aint see that

a good and bad thing
Just because of how much your eyes open
You start seeing so clearly and vividly like the rain is gone
But that vividness can be

high
Making sure the people feel like equals when I slide by
I'm feeling myself and I can tell that you can tell why
I'll remind myself just to make sure

Aint no more begging you
You get  what you deserve if you dont 
Then ill pray for you 
If you hate me then i hate you too
So much hate that i hate but

go harder than 
My dick in yo bitch, her clothes on the ottoman 
You want the foreign shit, I spit decorum 
My forum is usually nice 
Ain't no need

one day at a time i see pain passing by
feelin tears on the girls everytime they would cry
im always here to listen to my familys trouble
but when i

do the thang
Only way you're moving on's through a clone, Gucci Mane
Fuck your dame, then kick that bitch to the curb
No regrets no remorse yo that

like you rap to get fame
I do the shit to keep me sane
Keeps me out the crazy house locked in chains
Ain't no doubt in my mind that you'll always

that even
Me, but it's hard to resist a nice Smile and physique try to show More control but the 
Pussy got a heat, if the legs Wide, then I gotta eat

Be alright, can’t promise we gon be alright
Be alright, can’t promise we gon be alright
And I'm writing for my life, not trying to be nice
In a world