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shown and he made it clear
Twenty-twenty vision in my third eye
Boat docked smoking kush watch the sunrise
Silk Versace shirt in Vegas like its ninety

or die with no bread
Die about respect when they come for your neck
Stand tall on all ten all ten you step
Who was by my side in dark times, myself
Keep

Good morning America
Or at least the good side
That's still up by 1 AM
This is Break Yo Back Radio
With your host EP
And Morn in the morn
And were

safety
When it come to the check he ain't waitin
Breathe is one thing we ain't wasting
Changing my nation to haitian
Elephant stepped in the room
Head up

who's thoughts provoken
That leave him lost and open
Taking smoke like it's all in potent
I mean my shit is all exposive
I got a family memba' sucking for

bad, a smile can't lack that
Convo explosive, bombs from Baghdad
Had me up all night like got to have that
In the back of my mind knowin her mind is

at fifty
And the start don't mean nothing if you don't finish with me
Said he'll die when I die that's a lie to remember
Thoughts really spinning fast like

Satan's trying to distract from what's above
Cuz he know I'll cause him problems like algebra
I'm In the studio with writers block I really have no fun wit

ima show out
Gotta let em know how it's done in the south
This my own wave built my own clout
Young niggas stout watch as we sprout
Rep all the hoods

a body
Of a girl at that same party
She was pregnant
Two lives drowned in one pull
I once saw her floating by
Walking out of school
Boyfriend was a drug

Slain by stainless, still I'mma say this
Recorded for the playlist
Hoarded thoughts are morbid
Cut the cord just like a bracelet
Always trust the Lord
My

that gospel in her (Oh Lord)
This shit right here is feeling so divine
Finally starting to make sense just by how it's all aligning

If you looking come

kids
So now we living by the line
But I'll break ah nigga spine
If he try to fuck with mine
It ain't no game
I'm throwing shit up
Reppin shit in 6five

Pass me a loaded 9
It's the grey suicide
All black in my eyes
Hated all my life
Let me R.I.P in da graveyard
Every day I tryna still alive
Every time

He'll figure it out
This ain't no regular lifestyle this ain't ordinary
I sleep and wake up in the morning baby
I smoke and I think bout my passions

every day
Even till the day that she died, I stood right by the way
Now I still swerve when I drive, I'm on the interstate

I'm on the interstate but know

and just Stare at you
You can wrap your mic in barbed wire (Then spit)
i still wont feel your pain
Man this path is highly inclined
And you thought it'd

Her face is all I see
You chase the lie in me
Behind the mask I hide the mess
It's all in my head
The good and the bad
Cause by the end everyone's

Grammy, cos am taking
Man It needs to be handled by a
Revenant it's evident that, that is the truth shit
You don't like it then don't let the wolf in

decisions
I grew up on Jesus so part of me still believe em
I tend to call him whenever I might need em
I call on his name sometimes in vain
Sometimes in pain

be upset still check it
Neglected you belong so long I prolonged this project to excel
If you disrespect expect to be wrecked by Madic except well

I’m Free

She’s Free

We’re Free

By The Sea

OT

Watch The Sunset
Right On The Beach

Yuuu

Yea

She Know I Got Biddies
On The Low

Get A Lil High

my life I think about her every time
I bought flowers and hours
And I was in pain written through my blood stain
Listen Mr. Bruce Wayne, you ain't got

all my roses in bed
And I don't know if you read
Another message I sent

But now a few months go by
And now my vision in mind
Is all the same, but in