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Be Damned!' on my ball sack.

( Verse 1)

I have a dream where I reside above a small bar where I have a nightly gig as a jazz pianist. My talents

and they sitting in a cell
Ima get in, Ima get 'em, outta hell, I ain't fall, I ain't fail, I ain't fell
I tell 'em don't push me, cuz I ain't no coochie
She

chains, just imagine
How many would kill themselves for a YSL gravestone
Or sell grams to imagine a prison cell is a mansion
King size mattress, sleep is

know, nose que paso
Escribime al cell, lo arreglamos

Ella se vuelve adicta (Se vuelve adictaa)
Cuando empieza la pista
Quiere que la desvista
Y hacerse

and economic woes
So just know I'm stepping on my foes, with enormous toes
So whether heaven or hell, I keep it tight
Like a Terrorist cell, headed to dead or in

I don't know
They got me locked in here and they won't tell me
So, what I-what I do?
What I do to be locked in here?
Well I heard that like I bit

the bounce from
Throw the dollar bills in the
Sky they don’t count none
If you’re gonna say it that
Loud be about something
Otherwise keep it down
I’m a keep

Walkin' in a cell by myself (By myself)
I don't need nobody else
I don't need nobody else
Bitch I got myself (Self)
Bitch I'm on a hill
(yeah) off

just came home
Went to jail before cell phones
My nigga wasn’t right or wrong
That wasn’t love to the homies that’s gone
Yup, love my niggas

the rules
Got a cap and gown still that
Goes dumb on you fools
I had 30 bad hoes in a crew
Cell phone, you gotta hand it too
Tell Ramona lay off the brews
I

I'd be ballin' too
There's regulations to the streets, little boy, act accordingly
I went from the block to go into segregation unit as a orderly

Still servin' oil like BP
My nigga, go check my CV
I let it crash, no write-off
I'm the same niggas with the mic off
I be in the T-like nylon
Hoppin'

Adrenaline junky heart beat racing
Jump out the car and chase him
Gotta be quick Cah the drivers waiting
That's no less than a 5 I'm facing
Real life beef no

motel
Stay out of a prison cell
Redneck, sound check
Fists fly, hit the deck
Midnight riding, singing white lightnin'
Flat land, I'll be damned 
Better

your cell
Picking up the pieces of my life 
Still putting up putting up a fight
Hard to see the truth in all the lies in front of me 
Ignore the things

influencers on your cell phones
I've been at the gym getting my physical health on
You've been using GoFundMe to raise bail bonds
I've been really focusing,

daze me All of these bitches be crazy
I'm just gon smoke on the wood I feel lazy Damn what you runnin your mouth
shit I just run in your house, ayy Imma

to clear my mind
No idea what I might find, I'm digging thru thoughts, I'ma take my time
Spent about a year with my brain confined
I was stuck in a cell, 4

The pain won't be eased with the calm of death
This place was made to leave
But still, our bodies linger 
In the walls of once loved homes
left

with a scar i think I'm traumatised
If you saw what I seen before you would be mortified

I can sell a builder crack that's drying on the window cill

I don't want to be this sad
I don't want to sing
She won't love me if I'm drowning, but at least she heard me sing

I can't focus, it's just a force

succceses, increasing my impressions
you meet me for the sesssions, these the blessings over lessons, puts that dumb to rest, and be that ready up next

I need

time harvest got to rotate crops

something like diverse, ain't gone be no thrist trap, people give me daps, cause the way we interact
exchanging

Keak in


side shows all night til the morning
still gettin hyphy
high fees for performing

I knew on the day
that they elect Donald Trump
id have to be