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own niggas scheming
Hurt the deepest and you hate to believe it
But it is what it is
This the life that we live
Where the same niggas who take aint same

Give me a break 
Trapped in my mind
I cannot escape 
But sometimes in my mind is Where I feel safe
Tryna make something shake 
Why don't you come

came at a quick clip
Remember book fairs a book shelf with wheels
Mad libs and garfield at very good deals
You’d fill out a form
And make your selections

I'm chained by ephemery
Back then, we really had it all (oh, what a memory)

What I wouldn't give just to have it all back
Remember how we lived for

I Want It All

LA the Darkman

Heist of the Century

1998

[LA The Darkman]
It's 9-5, I survive, Park shit is still real
You know stacks, money, drugs and the whole ordeal
Murderers that kill, Alize makes me

I roll with no concern
Of which bridge to cross and which bridge'll burn

By now I should've been gone
They shoulda carved my stone but it ain't my

the ground 
Got himself a ticket on that old greyhound
You can still hear his music down by the riverside 
Goodbye Robert Johnson goodbye

Top down let ur hair down 
Embrace now while we tear down
Darkness while we spark it
By the park bench like we're all n
Left earth n a vortex
Come back

I talked to the devil today
He said i'm never gon make it up out the darkness, okay
But you don't know me
But you don't know me
I'm boutta learn you

you stand
Been strategic where I'm placing my time
99 problems but I'm making it by
Spark one up and float away with the vibe
Doesn't matter where you

by my side what more could i need I'm
Sitting in a boat looking at the sun floating right next to the beach
It can all come it can all go i aint

a look through my phone
She gone fuck up her day
Say "Lil shorty I aint cuffin' you"
She say "Thats Ok"
Now she figure we some' special
And Im part of her

Life Is Short The Future Isn’t Guaranteed
It’s a bit twisted and socially unusual
To see that you could scar up something that’s so beautiful

soap when im by that sink
Cold as a bitch like i need me a mink
Waka flaka goin hard in the paint
Smoove with it i dont know what you think
Groove with

on a daily 420 ain't shit
I spark it on up then I take me a hit 
Blow that shit out it go by like the wind I got a blunt and the blunt got a twin 
I'm smoking,

higher hights
how you rhyming through the night getting money booking flights
I’m Doing wrong she do it right
At the hotel, chillin’ room service was

love when the parties over
Covered in this petrol I'm bout to spark like I give a fuck
Like you give a fuck

what you payin
Nah I aint playin, I left that shit back in 2013
Pac Man chopping oxy 30s
Slippin syrup in my slurpee
Pupil wider than a Furby
Snatchin

the spark
Failure ain't no option
Trying to keep up my guard
But it's hopeless in this darkness
Flip the switch I'm all alone
It's morning
Stomach burning

her Louie and we Gucci, touch my body
Got a style standard got a smile by t manners, ouuu wee
Taking selfies on the daily send them to me while I'm

Man I miss my impala 
Getting loaded by the minute 60 minute in hour 
60 blunts being rolled 
Spark a blunt to pay the toll 
We gon hotbox this bitch

the whole scene)
Now I’m bossed up
My rock, my flow
It’s all guessed
Just check it
You know its all wet
Got it in the bin
My Flips
My Run
I come
I whip
Out

Thought i'd be raised by a family who gave me lots to learn
Life will be hard if the tables started to turn
Instead of a home I was left alone in the dirt

a try
'Til I ended up KO'd, overcame by the tide
I cried. I trained so hard to meet her standards, but when it came to approaching every blow I'd land