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early
They not lit like us
Dollar Dollar Bill
In the Lord I trust
Ambitious motherfucka
I grew up lonely living ruff
My little one by my side
Nigga gone

she could pay the bills
I ain’t have no daddy, I ain’t have no uncle Phil 

Since they killed my cousins, we’ve had trouble letting go 
But one day we

word porn.
Turned on by my thugs style
Shirts off.
Moving and shaking the spot
Making it hot
Girls coming out of they tops.
Smoking and taking them shots

with the birds, I speak for the hurt 
Lost soul

Soul
(Soul enable)
Soul
My soul
(Charge my cable)
My soul
(Lead me safe oh)

Listen
Walking with a ease

The therapists and other students who were struck by the malaise
My first work was "oxygen" lost in a journal
My opinion of that piece is akin to a turncoat

Aye
Mm
Aye
Ace produced it

Aye
Woohoo
Aye
Aye

If it's by the back that I'm bowty
Waking up seeing views from the mountains
Stomping through these

her keep my identity off the ladder
It ain't really too many I worried 'bout after
Equally you got at me, but talk was just some chatter
Piece by piece

of the mind
Im tryna cop a crib and go live out in the hills
Tryna have my parents stop stressing bout paying bills
Tryna get my sister everything in the world

the road that I took long before I knew 
That I was chosed by the Lord almighty
He knows this is the burden that I don't wanna show
Heavenly father? Forgive

restore my sanity Restore my sanity, God restore my sanity

God restore my sanity it's so crazy out here can't even handle me I'm built up with pride

Raw game, you can tell by my war scars
Oh Lord, thank God that I got far
Couple of my real niggas in the graveyard
No, I never gave a fuck since

Money,swag, grills 
Big house in hills 
You know how we feel 
Just was a 20 young  make money  and paying some bills 

Faço qualquer estilo de música 
Goddamn

these blessings
But ay, but who the fuck Miranda
Walking onto my veranda
Then I gotta put my hands up
Making all of these demands, uh
It's panoramic,

On a sunny day like this
What a silly day this is
Driving through the red light
Stopping on a green light
Poppin up the hood now
Cause the smoke and my engine

defense hills with eyes of sonder, a sky filled with ponder
My life will prevail in fauna
Flora tales in longer scales of memory mantras entrails beyond

I pray to God, Lord
Please keep my soul
I know it breaks my heart all the time
As I watch em growing old
As I see them working all
Of their fingers

my side
Grabbing up a bag dollah bill we ride
Tho a couple dollars for the jet plane ride
Whole squad tear it all down one time
Tennishu beat knock

chillin my life is awesome
I get a bill and I fuckin toss it
I'm in the hills you in apartments
I'm so for real I do not just talk shit
I get a mil

to the story)
See I was walking through city Market with my lady
The night was feeling different and she was acting kinda crazy
Don't get it confused this not my

takes up his fishing rod and bait 
There'll be no church for him today 
He knows just where the fishing's good 
So down the road he makes his way

of it

This had to be how Tony felt before he hit the 900
My ex left me with a broken heart
Don't you know you can die from it?
Lord, I don't know

I know What it is
You blinded by envy see what's On my wrist
Gone head speak ya mind and You risk losing it
Birmingham simba you know What it is but

Scoob been out the way, Damn is he doing coke or somethin?
Bitch be for real,  i just might go buy a boat for nothing
Bitch be for real, Man my bills

the hill."
Jacked it up to spin the saw.  Bought gas at the drug store
It cost me four hundred dollar bills

I said "Lord, he must be old" (to myself, I was no