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dreams
Outa patience running up throne
In CPT
Well I paid the price got the thought bout thrice this truth or dare
I can never make up my mind though she

out of here
I'm really trying
To make this beat
Please I'll see you in the streets
After my timeout
If I don't get beat up by police
Cause it seems like

Guess i've always been in my own space
Writing line by line and it's making my soul ache
Down right now but i'm gonna be okay
Recently 'round me babe

Aye, I told you I loved you is that not enough
Never tell people shit but you made me feel loved
Go to work fuck through the night just right
So much

the coupe
Legal tint but dark enough to block the suites
Your friend is a liar man
You need to tell the truth
That's why we're cuttin' all the snakes

difference
Half of us know the truth
Being distracted by propaganda
Is what we choose
From iPhones
To TV
To the News
Following trends
Thinking it'll make you

gotta die
No letting go, I can't let it slide
Lived my life just to get by
Now financially thriving
I'ma buy my dream car
Hire someone to drive it
Shining

How you gonna expect me to do better
Mix our love with the morphine, it's no effort
There is nothing to tell me, I won't remember
I've been tripping

giving up
Giving up on me baby
Youll forever lose
Last nigga that crossed me
That boy made the news
Im sorry moma
I aint listen
Ima tell the truth
Aint

smack down but keep raw here's what the truth would say
It's the streets or the booth choose ya route today
I feel as though I be shinning bright up under

Serrated at the teeth

I'm jaded by the streets
And crooked ass policing
And histories
That override these teachings of the cretins

Intuition telling
Not

Pause in ya steps I'm not the same
They addicted to me like candy cane
No street tricks no David Blaine
What else can I tell them they ain't listening

Now I got my eye's on my queen
All these bitches jumping up out the woodwork
I'm a young nigga how the game go
Tell you this shit one-time plain folk

of the world
With this he'd go on the full for the word
Death by the Jews
This is the truth
It ain't a ruse
Jesus arose
This is good news
Relay to the youth
Like

Stop playing with my mood

I just want to do it for my kids, then I'll do it for yall
And I'll tell you it ain't a thing you get my feelings involved

fuck whatever they do
They ain't lived your life they ain't been what you been through
To tell the truth they couldn't fit them size 15 shoes
Chin up,

for the world
With this He'd go on to fulfill The Word
Death by the Jews
This is the truth
It ain't a ruse
Jesus arose this is good news
Relay

the ghetto
Uh- america
Pretty and ugly
Beautiful, bloody
You love me, america
Get shot witcha buddy by police
Fuck 12 every day in america
Good as the ghetto

Limited affection from the start
Slowly breaking a fragile heart
Kind words don't mend the wounds
Inflicted by your callous tunes
The darkness slowly

what's poppin' today
New week, seven days, get paid
New girl on the line, tell her I'm okay
Cuz I ain't got room in my lane, uh
I got fire that could break

chill
Like liquor on your lips
When it's submerged in ice
Cause I was raised by the drink
So now the truth my vice
I need family
Family
I need family

the fuck this n**** is man
That's me n**** (Haaa)
Fuck yo producer my beat is by Meexhie
Aye Sam, Keep that shit coming n**** (Yeeeah)
Yeah
Ooooow just check

or you die by the truth and the lies, looks you can't take it
Couldn't say it to your face, so it just had to be written
I found the letter you lost out

realized I had to die to attain life
I had mad heart but was accustomed to the streets
Mad beef screaming Coast Mob and UT
Use me? I never thought I'd hear