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this is not a kickback
So get back

Yatta why you move how you move cause I'm on my own
Nineteen ninety-five born alive sitting on my throne
Don't

on wine
Dressed to the 9s
I arrive and started to Vogue
And the hating eyes
As I gave the toast
And I walked by
And heard em sigh
Like "he's doing the most"

The money is all that I'm craving
Dollar bills
Only thing that I wanna be making
In the booth, spitting bars, yeah
I keep going
16 years young, and I'm still

silhouette.

There's some streetlights down by the eastside river,
cin't no place to be walking alone
cnd the downtown traffic is slowly fading
In a city where

bills
The time may pass by but the wound is the same, play like it never happened you go a bit insane
‘Cause nothing's changed, many faces recollect in my

Is perspective

Brought
Me to a
Whole new world

To learn
The lesson

Elevated
In my mind
Is like the matrix
Know I'm saying

Bills
Rent
More

Holding

The system is depraved
It's a forty hour fuck over, Ya born to be a slave
It's a forty hour fuck over, Now ya begging for an early grave
Now ya begging for

mate my guy which day dem born you
Life na turn by turn no let another man success dull you
Poor man dey feel pain panadol no fit dey Heal am
My hope

If I ain't the greatest then I'm headed for it
Surrounded by the most devoted clique we ain't never sleep boy
My hairline faded but my bank account

This Music is brought to you by G.O.D Almighty and The Gods entertainment, enjoy and don't forget to live life godly. Greatness over destruction
They

rights
cway 
One by one 
Yea we're all
Getting fucked now 

Save face
Brain is on the line
‘Nuff about it 
Just delusion on my back mind 

Stay safe 
What

wasn't born mj
I just rap for dwelling - ho-ho-home
But i'm who she fucks and i'm not ugwe
With the hands on belly - po-po-po
Woah, no no no
The sole motto

ain't no Bonnie and Clyde
Amma do what I was born to do
Singing with pride

Play a full deck
Am in the perfect state of mind
I do what is right
Hustling

you forget what color orange is
Lack moral skills
Pop plural pills
I know how it feels to survive off drug deals
Pay utilities and Bills
Wanted aim

Keep skeletons in my closet
Keeping skeletons in my closet
Keeping skeletons in my closet
I be keepin' them skeletons in my closet
Ayy
Born in hell,

never stop, taught be a legend raised by a lot of women
Fought through depression no pills my mental's living
Locked in these bills keep it real I'm onto

days
Slept by grandma on the weekend
When the bills ain't get paid
Huhhh
Momma did it her way
We probably didn't have what we wanted
But she made sure we

for all of us, only anonymous if your see through 
The economy's conning me, my bills committing sodomy
While the president's arguing over dirty laundry

The Rock to be the great one
The only hand gesture I throw up is g one (Hold up)
I started out 12 years old
Bumping the game is to be sold not told 
By Snoop

no cheat code
Right right right but I went In beast mode
Still all black, was I born emo?
I need cheese, square, no lito
For the bills you get vetoed

big pit waiting for My moment to lock on
You squabble with lions When it's teeth are bare or You wanna be skull and Bones

Bills paid they pass right by

needs to be made
We were made by each other, risen up to the top
The first-born protected us from the harm of our pops
She shielded us from the violence

born cursed is the way they treat me
In the schools they feed us lies everyday we all fighting demons
Hating on me cause I'm black nothing changed with

money in the safe (Yup)
All you got is what you dress in
And a couple dolla bills
Just to show them that you flexing
But you always second guessing
Never