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Always rocking with the ones I love

’Til I’m 80, smokin’ on a pipe



Mama told me when I was young

Come sit beside me my oldest son

Listen closely

built it all by hand
Chinese died building roads it all stems from jealousy
To hitlers genocide so fuck white supremacy
If we're the tribes of Israel

on the road
Rollercoaster to Minnesota
Six hours bumping Sosa
Hit the stu with my Motorola

So what if I get high
Shit helps me get by
And I have a much better

I know most man never had a dad
But I had mine
I play my part but they make out like I'm a bad guy
I've never been involved by I had gang ties

a car rolling by, low end thumpin
I'm still people watchin
Not jockin or judgin
Joyful tears, scenes so touchin
A father and his son, a couple clutchin

with death
If you see it comin
Niggas say they ready
They don't really want it

The blind lead the blind
Its all by design
I took the narrow road, choose

sight, brothers I hope you see this
By his word we've been made right
Saved us from all uncleanness
Lord keep your servants from pride
We pray that you

Traffic stopping like its DDOS
Bitch get the fuck out my way
No say in what you do
Or anything that you say
Its not great
Just a puppet
That you hang by

Great love you gave
But lashes you faced
When the son of man was shamed
You were led like a lamb
To the place that you knew
You will bleed
For the sins

it all that shit a humble you
Think I lost mind I'm in da mirror like "how I fumble you"
Close mouths don't get fed I'm breaking bread
Judged a book by

thought
Meditate your spirit
Elevate in choice
Surprising that you gifted
Inspiration I be blatant with it
In wheeling drive I hope my drift you feel it

Where is your smile, when I'm with you
Manny Manhattan, music
Can you hear me
Mama only son, I gotta do right by her
Race to riches, hope that I came

is paid out with a crime
To cover the greatest of lies
I wonder how long 'till I get... at the end
...of the road... of my rope... of my hope

Chorus

but the drugs make my vision blurry
On the road to success, but it's gettin' scary
I hope God by my side, the devil gettin' near me

And every time I

and the youngins in Gander Hill
Asked him how the OG was rockin', coachin' like Phil

MJ final shot, fourth quarter, I shoot the kill
My man Mail got stopped by

I only ever fostered
Were larger lager cans of malt

Man, reset my default
Savory assaults, saving insults
For other times and for different roads

to violence, violence
Where is the guidance, guidance
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Sons of a preacher, may the lord reach ya
That's your only feature, hope those

Me and the devil, side by side, me and the devil, side by side, me and the devil
Me and the devil hold the hands, this a different reign
The Drake

roads
And I follow some light that I hope guides me
And the gods of the old times
At the gates of Babylon
Tell me, son of ours, follow her, cause now

took baby steps
I humbled myself, then the baby laughed

Help me, I am so lonely. I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling
Help me out

Even though the road

a weary road,
To wretches such as I!
Dim-backward as I cast my view,
What sick'ning scenes appear!
What sorrows yet may pierce me thro',
Too justly I may

at fault abi ee get ee watin I day miss
Shai this life nah turn by turn 
Why my own be like ee dai flip
Blessings nah one by one
Ee come be like my own day

If I got the green then I'm not by myself yeah
Can't no one get in between us me and the drugs is like this here
Niggas still doin' show and tell in

road
These employed-by-their-ego gatekeepers do not have gate codes, huh
My bad, you see, frustration fuels the flex
I do what I can and I let God