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I need somebody who will stand by me
Through the good times and bad times
He will always, always be right
Why this beat so colorful

It's Baby T
Yo,

sign here, but he sold me his soul
I just took it like gold

Better read them contracts, you don't want to be hoed
'Cause they'll get you by your neck,

like the speed of light
Jesus turned it into wine, I'ma turn it into ice
We been hustlin' thru the day, kept it goin' thru the night
Wake up, then

a boost
This big 40 on my lap I don't know what to do
In the streets they do you dirty
I don't know what to choose five years or this thirty
New York Niggas

If it was a room full of hustlers, I a be in the room by myself
Niggas tryna be me when they can be they self
This water deep, don't jump in if you

the scat, you can hear that bitch comin'
30 walk through with five bands on him just for nothin'
Lately, we been droppin' shit back-to-back, we like stuntin'

The power changed hands and five days are gone
But no one knows what the hell is going on
I thought that this would mean action or no more death in

kindness
And hope in
Someone I can trust and look up to
Be like Him
Walk in His shoes
James 5:16 got me started
On the path to the King
Confessed my sins

She says I'm feeding the monster
Getting more optimistic as the days go
I admit I've been off the deep end
Looking for some life In the sink hole

I

Digging deep
Lungs to keep
With some grit in my boar's teeth
Feign wood stained
82.5% grain

Simple Greek-looking geek
Innate creak in my bones

They talking on my name but getting backdoor by they mans 
Playing in that water you might grow into a strain 
We got different Glocks we ain't worry

pushin flames out the rear (vrooooom)
Me and Randy James been the same since the- aye

Rundberg days puttin shots up at Gus 
Cops rollin by now they

the mix, not in they face[01:00.22]Forever humble stay out the way[01:01.77]I ain't dealin' with no bitches[01:03.30]I'm just tryna enjoy my day

you were just fat Those days that you packed my lunch I should've thanked you When I said I'd call you back But never rang you, I canceled our plans

This some shit you gotta spark up to
Some chill cool shit
Sound like it's made by The clchemist or something
cight but listen listen

This song ain't

you do it
They sent yo bro to surgey heard he ain't make it thru it
Ima do dirt all by myself these niggas ratatouille
He post a count down to his

scriptures
I mean, this type of light can never flicker
Coming stronger from the source
I light the path for all my niggas
Amazing in his prime, so niggas know

now that mix is workiin'
I'mma start, I'm on my way(my one eyeball's smaller)
My ears got blessed by the(killing spree mode activated)
Heavenly

period of five months, a 
Single titi is born. I take care of him,
Handing him over to his mother whem
He needs to nurse.

Wild cats and snakes are our

Need sweet sucess, need a bite
My niggas going through it, I Zelle five
Ain't enough, need to sell to thrive
Not white but dope mike skills
Wanna vaca

c-notes with Avelino
And end my day with my chica, feel like cappuccino
My schedule is always loosened after vino
You know I never said I can't survive in

Addicted to his love I'm on it 
He got that Good Good gosh oh, Darn it
Leave the room a mess, who done it 
Me in your arms, I want it
With your beats in

5 pounds of pressure on the trigger And it blows
6 shots spinning out that revolving door
7 kids a day get slayed by firearms
80 out a 100 mufuckas

By the time you hear this ill probably be fired
Working a nine to five never felt more uninspired
Do what you have to / to get where wanna go