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die
But I survive
You guys can't walk in my shoes
I'm not your shoe size
I flipped a few bricks, couple birds flew by
Coke white like it got blonde
Hair

provided symbols
Cages on the side returned them to the factory floors
Little ones come back one by one to the sweat shop
Opening Gates, providing Jobs, but

Another year goes by 
But a lot stay the same 
Still putting in the work 
Still playin’ in the game 
Middle of the shit tryna make a name 
But I just

won’t break
Entrances are lessened by lessons we learn with mistakes
 
I’m feeling more inspired with every day that I breathe
Seeing bad escape routes

the nana like a battery
No chains on my words make you feel like you sitting by the ray
Splash in a planet full of Ashes
Dust to dawn passes I tried fasting

seem to never mind me so I press on
When it finds me pray this make me just a little less gone
Took a crack at Atlanta cause I was brave enough
I learned

a little baby to the deal
2 or 3
if you looking for love then follow me
Other dudes more sorry than apologies
Pretty lady you my baby no plan B
I don't think

solve em
My demons be creeping just hope my angels watch over me
Need like two or three girls by my side to sleep comfortably
I have to kick them out by

Carry me away inside a roofless lotus
By Saturn floating cause the boof I packed inside this little leaf
I smoked is super potent
I put the ciggys

by like the birds on the skyline
I'm afraid we lost our time 
Or is it alright?

I twist and I turn
I break and I burn 
Trying to make all of this work

Turning left, turning right, stirring all night
Momma says everything will be alright
I don't know,  all I know are
twinkle-twinkle-little

Okie-dokie, Peeki-Weeki, Wohp-O-Wohp-O replied

Little lizard, do you know your name
These waves swallowed you not by their own will
And there are marks upon

minutes, three minutes
Tick, tock,
The universe and I be hip, locked
Meaning walk side by side, thoughts lost in my mind
Imma rock til I die, imma live

growth
They break bread by the slice
I'm distributing the loaf
Swear I'd rather share the wealth
They want me to share they post
How the wanna split

the Gulag
Fuck the Game I'm tryna kill the bourgeois
But I'll settle for a few cops
Carcano on the roof top
Three deep stalkin'
Im Darryl Dawkins
Bird ass

One two, one two, check check
Alright what's going on everybody
Uh I go by the name of Andre Jay
I'll be performing three songs for you tonight
This

play, Faith dey as man di breath
Love go came, by 36 we go di chill for beach
The little things I tell myself when m asked to quit

Ah, I've been through

the blicky
Tr3 Penn singing he must know Whitney
Told bro roll up and let's get jigga
Work ethic through the roof hella fuck with
ri ri
Cash money need mine

A bright and sunny noon
A woven basket on my arm
I pluck
some berries from the bushes by my yard
I’ll make some jam so that they don’t go to waste

on the TV
Hard lemonade with a little bit of sweet tea
Native American, stay in the teepee
Hear what I say, they could feel it, almost as if it was 3D
I shoot

won't break
Entrances are lessened by lessons we learn with mistakes
 
I'm feeling more inspired with every day that I breathe
Seeing bad escape routes

Remember the times that you said I wouldn't last?
Remember the times when you looked me dead in my eyes with a little smile
And proceeded to clown

Hippo
Come and get mopped-
By none other than Jane Dough!
Bitch
Lame hoe
You're a weak ass hoe
Fake police reports, tryna take me to court
Keep fallin in

Freeze, don't move, give me all you got (4x)
Little bird up in the sky, why, why, why

(Chorus)