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feel right//4
V1
I had to swerve or hit the curve /1
A vato always in the works/2
I been planted on this earth/3
I dug my way up out the dirt/4
Life

they talk shit but the same ones that’s gone bite me
Tell em fight me
We can square up, you got a death wish? I got a pipe dream
Got a red dot ultra

that we scream
You hear the hurt think it's fun
I watched its worse within months
You kill us off till we numb

You can't condition this
My people

twisted cause I'm rappin I'll still hit me a lick
They gave me 6 I didn't switch and I'm still in the mix
Off balanced by a bitch got um
Throwing a fit

seats (Two-seater)
Always on some braggadocio shit, yeah this the new me
Posted in the cut with Ro, bitches yell out Myron like he Uzi
Tell a hoe that we

the clearance
I want death by morning breath
And a rerun of our chats
As the world wakes in the pre-dawn
And checks their social media stats
Somewhere it is

Raps about chevy colbalts and piles of dirt
Its about not lifting a finger but youre doing work
Its about death to a dealer
Its about becoming that

the feeblest of people
That chose to work for a system so broken
Fuck the system
Fuck the police
Fuck the judges
Fuck the law and fuck you
You shall be executed

saying that I'm without faults
But if I'm being honest
I've been living it up in the back of your head
Rent-free, send me
A post card full of death threats

know that it's hard work
When it's do not disturb
Girl I'm all yours
When I'm looking her in the eyes
Whewww awww Lord
And whenever she throw it back I'm

effect
Having nothing left
Being by yourself
Put your soul into somebody
Then they hurt you
Feel like death
Feel the pressure building
Round you
People

Kill
Kill
Do it
Kill
Come with me
Sitting here vibing, not living just surviving
Can't deny that my mind is having dark thoughts
I can't seem

perceive
All the things that cause us so much grief
Are gone in a split second when it's death that we meet
My hopes and dreams
They live in me
If you take

Pop up at ya crib
Big glock tucked by the ribs
Treat these niggas like a label
Put contracts on ya head
Big work on the table
Whole gang getting fed

Or poor man, I keep my hands clean
I don't do dirt I do work
I got shorty back and she support
It's sad I cut this burnt hoe off like my sweatshorts
Was

the face
Medusa on my sweat
Humble soul to the spirit
Kid I wasn't born to flex
Don't forget that I'm a threat
Y'all gonna fade pretty soon
Cause I can't

by the fact
That I don't go down easy
This is chapter two, baby
It's a whole new me
Maybe I'm the antagonist
Maybe I am the enemy
Maybe I'm

f*****s claim to love you but they still feeling hateful 
I wake up everyday feeling so grateful 
With a plate full I know I'm watched by the angels
Damn

lemme see I’m talking blooming Rosa
You drunk you think you beating me they just off Corona
All my work is art insert fake smile we on that Mona
I love

Wake up!
I look at your face, it looks so good,
Under sunlight, it's this moment that i chase.
Hi! I was looking all tonight at my beautiful angel.
I

You and I are old
Old age hath yet his honour and his toil
Death closes all: but something ere the end
Some work of noble note, may yet be done
Not

mind
Help split the noise
They miss the point of it all
I ain't ever wanna see you cry
But if worse comes to worse,
Then I'm by your side
Work thru

Imma get there
And cant nobody stop me
Imma get there
And cant nobody stop me
I know you heard the saying
That life is but a vapor
That means the clocks

getting high, eyes locked on the moon
She says "listen kid, I got nothing for you"
I thought this bond was dictated by that deck of cards
I'm the fool,