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know you try to tell you what you are or not 
Don't let these people who ain't never did nothing of substance Steer the ride 
Cause they got limits that

was
Once he saw that one he decided to give in
Just do like they said and tie the knot under his chin
‘Cause if not he’s gonna flip
And then do

I do in life is sin, don't make me fucking knock out your weak ass chin, uh
I got my boys wit me, and the choppas really heavy
This year's mine, don't

situation kinda ruined our plans 
And here you are stuck in my head again
I try to play your game but I just can't win
You open up a door but never let me in

I got my head in the bowl
Reach for the roll
Wipe off my chin, get ready to go
Back to the party
Put my game face on
Hands up, mister DJ
Play my song

originally announced the plan 
Now they see that he 'bout to win
So they on dick ready take it on the motherfucking mouth and chin 
They can tell by how I step

streets like
I've been protected by the Holy Ghost 
I use the scripture for a weapon
Like I'm serving in the navy
I've been killing all these demons

bout the fam
Holding up
Like we rollin blunts
This is how it stems
Took us out
Floatin different routes
Gotta henny sip
Try to make amends
Only give us

losing
Try ta measure up to they standards when in reality I passed theirs a long time ago
I don't know why I care so damn much 
But I'm tough on myself

on the chin
I try to keep my head down
But with the way things have been I’m tired and my faith is gone
We’re told to know our place
We're taught to know right

don't give a damn once again
I play it to win like I stand by the rim
Don't ever let them man to man me again
Or I'm checking his chin and I'm hitting his

they keep steppin
And I keep on trekking
My way to the crest
I won't settle for second
Niggas who stressing me out
Will kicked in they mouth by a King

can't just have a talk you really ain't gone understand
I was raised by hustlers my mindset be on nem bands
Ain't really trynna be romantic I just want

Pitchin' wolf tickets, bet we pay yo ass in chin checks
Hustle till the well is dry, that mean it ain't a cent left
Yes what I reply when they askin' me if

on the sales, still try if I fail
Page to page, write to change, break the cage, full of rage
I disengage, ride the wave, money slave, dig the grave
I got Dollar

Close your eyes
See the color blue
Inside your mind
Lift your chin, let it in
Try to fake a smile

Roll your shoulders
Loosen jaw 
Sure it will look

I´ve been calling you all night
Because my mum didn´t want to stay at home
She has gone to find you again, she is alone
And she will try to bring you

Shout out to the real ones when they see me down they bring me up
And defend my integrity when people try to bring me up
In conversations when I'm not

to God, I'm just asking him why
"She is with me ", was the only reply
Took that on the chin, it just lifted our tribe
Only the scary would go run and hide

the tables turn
Last thing on my mind is how my rhymes can help a label earn
Is that the cardinal sin?
Alright, I'll try to leave that out for the next article

is belive me someone's been there too
Tighten up. Keep your chin up. Know you're worth a lot
Your presence on this planet is the best we got
Believe me

life
Repeat the same steps every day, make sure it all fits right
The breath on the back of my neck, I feel it getting stronger
When I try to measure

god boy somebody praying fa me
Made it out by the hair on my chin they ain't never seen nun like this stop playin w me
I'm just out here doing what I

shake it
Like let's get a room
He get hit out his room
And sent straight to the moon
If the opps drop the addy
We sliding by noon
If he really want smoke