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the weather's tough
Tough skin got crafted in the storm
I'm only passing the center
Still more to conquer
Without sponsors I been marketing
Foot and knees

takes 
To elevator to the top floor
Got more bars in the safe
And I hate locked doors
But
All of this pain is
Self inflicted
More than I hate to admit

the sunset and be accompanied by despair.
日落远山，绝望为伴
Everything I want is just sliding away from me.
所念万千尽皆离我远去

No!
不！
Can you see the unfortunate, my lord

a rope round my neck
Don't give a fuck if you getting checks
What will come next?
What will come next?

The golden halls once strong and proud
Are standing on fragile ground.
Carrying walls, eroded by hate.

Filthy phrases of might and guilt
Are

three
Started getting comfortable with mood swings coming more
Ya know you don't want me so what ya talking to me for?
Ignoring all the warning signs in

Chorus : 
Look at this forgotten ground
Nothing than the past you've found
People damaged every life
Fastly , rashly with the knife
Just with

fine
It's all lies
All eyes got more stories than they're projecting
Pupils can get corrected we're still blinded by perspective
I'm preaching to myself

the prose don't match up with the movements sound

I stay so low to the ground I know this dirt will call my name
I pray for more of the strength that me got

so people expecting the coaching
I'm stretched thin, no more room between the bookends
I been sick, so I'm reading up on all my sins
Some corrected by

that coupe can't raise the roof but raising from my past
Momma held me thru and held by crew so it ain't all that bad
I had to let go two well more than

Subway stop on the way to a new me
Life is comical drawn like snoopy
Things got spooky I'm more like Scooby
Monkey do monkey don't like d luffy
Purple eyes

the perfect curtain
Spores of clouds form, build the horizon
I'm gone, pickin' hills to die on
Alone are you, singin' sore notes, sighin'
Hue of blue design

Stopped watching TV now I see
That I'm not who I wanted to be
So I'll make a new show by myself
It's called being well
And I like it when you read your

but feel like a joker really
I'm not really sure, how to get by
Baby cmon in my car and let's ride
Staring over the ocean Baby
Swimming in our own Pool

zeneyekpofa o
So one day I go buy my car
Build my house by God's grace live my dream life
So one day I go get my wife
My wife go bare me child
2 Or 3 maybe more

not always sure if there's mo' to say

Tryna smoke but being followed by the po today
Kinda ironic since I'm feeling pretty po' today
Weather is better

like I used to
It takes some getting used to
I hope you're used to me by now
And every second's faster than the last one as it passes
The greener grass

the guide dog out
Money all in
Going all out
You niggas playing games like Fall Out
Had less money
We're getting more, wow
Niggas snitching, playing victim

the mornings
on the cool mountain air
Our lives don't pass by much anymore
My travels take me far away from Holy doors
Singing in the evening with a rowdy Band

every moment, logged on or off, they're watching
And they're not stopping, defrauding and robbing and
Knock-knocking at your door, You need more and more

the arena
Bad chick on my hip ready to flip, you should've seen her
Uhh
So fly I need a parachute for safety
Lately I been talking by shit, they gon hate me

aboard, join the fiesta. Got 1st class and Wild Westa
Every minute's gonna testya. Fun with friends? Yeah, you betcha
Hi speed? Lo speed?-Don't matter.

a step ova body now more dan mud
We haffi live life, smoke weed like ton
Supply fi youths dem weh come from the slum
You haffi think wise, don't think like