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I can make colors
I’ve been known to make shapes sometimes too
I can take this crayon, trace my hand
I’ll create a turkey for you

I can make you

y'all out here pullin capers
riskin freedom for some faces
Got shot up by his neighbors
Now he need a hundred staples
Look one way beyond the bones

the morning, by tonight I'm in deep
Make it last die fast triple six too deep
Khalifa kush when I'm in mtl
Buy whatever fill the empty up
And it's just no

Is you kidding, man I am not Nicole
Need to give it up, you niggas too old
Saw so many statements, man, you niggas bold
Big as the what
How dare this

to limit
It don't need a definition
For beauty recognition
I'm making use of my ambition
Making art as a musician
Overcome other's suspicion
Step by step

Just a lonely ranger, on a long ole trail
Trying to find an outlaw, by the name of Jonny Bell
Oh he caused too much trouble in the town, you see
Got

soul sit
A foe just a old road hitch so I don't throw fits
Living by my code ten toes no I don't twitch
Sentiments of gold in these instrumentals
Quotes

of our home
I can no longer call when the week is old as I reek alone, not a speech I own

Not an opinion to market, it means nothing I'm told
By

JANEL FINE ASS 
CRIB BY MONORE
THE STICK A CIG 
SOLD IT FOR 6 CUZ IT WAS OLD 
BOBBY AND WHITNEY 
TRYNA ROB ME RISKY 
SKIP THE RIGAMAROLE 
BITCHES PLAY

driven by the wishes of the weak and the poor
Inspiration from the dreams of those stuck on the floor
And cant get up, because their hearts are at war

Staring the fates
In the face
Unforgiven
Is it too late
To replace our old souls
This is the weight
Of the way that we're living
This is the only way

Nervous
Alert to a serpent
Curve when emerging
A hermit
Discern
Ima burn all my burdens
Ash on a curb
Yuh
Too old for that shit
Focus
Been molding

Blossoms fall from every tree
Flying side by side in harmony


But will we ever get there?
Each captured soul
Is begging, gasping for air
Within the moonlit

glare
As you grow
A little old
The best years of your life pass by
Slowly edging closer to the day you die
Life's too short to lay afloat
Yet nowhere else

old school
And I'm Avid with the beat and flows too
Kicking thoughts around like Jon Jones do
Straight to the brain, flowing so smooth
Catch what I'm

topsy-turvy
And beware of traps 
Wake up now my friend
This is not the end
Corruption, conditioning
The black hole ahead

Let's get back to values of old
Move

you just let it pass you by?
Yo
Your eyes are tired; legs weak, lungs are fired
There's a hole in your heart that's showing, very deep going
You're

the dilutin
Know a lot of y'all find it amusing I can tell how you movin
You too old, boy, fuck is you doin'? IG winnin', but real life, you losin
If a nigga

csk me why, 
I say, «I try». 
 
To give up daily life 
When days go two by five. 
I've found something new 
That road can give me too. 
 
I can do what

to rule it
Brand new scuffs on the same old Jordan's
Coke and ketamine what they imported
Rolls and Porsche's
R r r r rolls in porsches
Inertia over

a destroyed country, a couple secretly married, feet smelling like shit, a town full blown away by the rain, the latest personal computer, an old picture found

These young G's need apologies from the old heads in the hood
They never learned the game, all the rules misunderstood
Addicted to the shine,

yeah
No hole in my blood, you can tell by
my flesh yeah
Wearing Dior sneaks but I'm not running or jogging
Niggas on the gram, call the internet logging

of these loop holes
I'm 32 yeah I'm too old
To be putting back to accrue wealth
Cause I never knew what the truth holds
Mom and pops in the same boat
Work