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beam
Hopping up out the water
I go live life
Mix master write
Fuck what your label got to offer
Monkey see monkey do ass niggas
Success measured by your

Deceiver
written by Nathan Conrad and Nick Mitchell

Just a couple more days 
I don't want to wake up to this 
Spent too many hours in the power

this will bring good fortune
Every year that she lives
But the wise old lady
Think she was a pagan
Shook her head said 'there's no need to get crazy
Take

videos
Niggas all round chi city know, that Macfilms Logo, with the gold and black trim
That shit took practice, but it's worth it when you got that back

flow my people live forever in memory forget gold
All the shiny temporary treats get sold
And they're not coming with you when you go
So check this out

or the color black
Mama say when I’m drivin’ that I should pull off last
Harass a nigga and blast
I can’t get pulled over
Playin’ with family lives
Pullin’ toys

That's why he is living his life in silence

Afraid to show the true side of himself
He didn't need to Re - Side by himself

Always had the heart of gold

over areas
Buried us
In a system built by Giants
Or figments of imagination
Just to keep us quiet
I'm sorry I ain't lying
I'm just really high and I be

Divide and conquer 
Can't hide no longer 
Time to cut the head off this racist monster
I try my best not to lose hope
And not be blinded by this fool's

green when I sit on my throne
Got by my side a queen, she covered in diamonds only no gold
She moves titanic while walking, so cold
But she loyal to me,

day I’m lit
North face jacket with the gold on the wrist
North of the Liffey putting souls on the list
Out of the throne cos I’m out on the rip
They’re

always wield a dagger 
It's bout time we started saying all lives matter

You ever seen a nigga killed by a lethal weapon 
We sit here wondering just why

The cold set in like a hurricane
Scribbled on the shivers by the border sign
Right into the eye of the lightning strike
The skyline burst in

ain't all ways gold

All I can give is love
Over the influence I live above

Cause weed isn't a drug, it's a plant
Haters always saying I can't

Can't

to come face to face with it
Metal bracelets if you got questions
Hospital patient you wastin' a bed on
Suffocated by the pillow your head on
Roll up

talk it I live it!bro! have not is a choice I'm getting mo!sacrete vivid flows!magetic poles attract!!touchable gold!maintain my sanity in a world

But you know I got the trap
Got the facts, painted black
It is bold, rosie gold
Mustard flow
Cuz they got to ketchup
I ain't ever fucking resting
Man I

still hours to go 'til quitting time
I heard trees turn into peat
And underweight and heat
Time turns everything to pitch-black gold
And a billion years

to my goals
And keep my focus on the gold
Until I'm noticed by the goats
Slowing never cause I got to keep it moving
Keep improving, keep evolving
With

lacking tightest hug
Cracks show at twenty-seven, denied by denial
Thirty-three, the last myth shattered on arrival
Trifecta, Easter birthday, ungodly

across the line

Parasitic cowards
Sell the world beneath our feet
Lifetime of deceiving
Justified by gold and hate  

All that we are is dragging us

and gold
Grab some cookout, lose your soul
Live life too fast, pass the snow
Toe that line, it's time to go
Angels flew right by me now
They wave goodbye,

family
Buy houses
And them wrangler jeeps
When you see us in the streets
Ball like Miami heat
We be zooming lanes
Crew's gold chains
About a thousand

Fast cars
Thick mommies
And niche looks
Black scars
Limp bodies lay on cement brooks
Last call to turn hobbies to checkbooks
The worlds a locomotive