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live)
(You'll get your snotbox bust you
Press up on this)

Here's the plan, steal my brother's van and
Drive it from the motherland
With guns in hand

how I live
You feel me?

Minus one for the money
Minus two for the hoes
Do my thing my own way got my own steelo
Wrap it up in genuine paper
Minus three

I live I make a new discovery 
Working hard to discover me 
Introspection every day yo that is my summary 

Workin' hard on my self-care 
Just tryna

These are words from a legend, hustle & motivate
I'm no longer filled with doubt cause I know it's fate
I don't do this for the clout, get your story

you don't find a way Da tryda get to me/ then you Lost baby/ 

THIS Vintage rap a different fabric/ we missing Nat/ I'm pitching facts who's gonna swing

a different purpose, you gotta do this for your kids

He get a call from his bro and said you better slide
I got some shit I wanna tell you, it's been sitting

Empty plates starving we been fed up
They owe us like trillions like a debtor
I wake up every morning under pressure
Knock me down
My brotha' betta get up

think I’m gonna waste energy fucking with a diss
Maybe for somebody more important but you bitch
Tell it as it is
Careful who you ride with don’t let

light
Maybe I did something right
The ice melts away from this frozen road
They told me how far I could climb
But I'm gonna get my chance to shine
When

focused

Don't dream of a better day, live it now don't let it wait
Fuck what the haters say
Imma do it so I can make a change
Roll with the big crowds

let the steam roll out make sure I don't relapse
While the world is in a recession
Earth finally breathes with no oppression
This is the time to cause

the ride
Just to go inside
And be apart of
A genocide
Is this the world that we live in
Controlled by religions
Controlled weather systems
Crooked

I'm running from the truth it hurts
Anxiety come in all these bursts
I breathe you in you breathe me out
But every day feel like a surge
Dear Maria

lit furr sure,
Before shit was lit, for sure.
Since when we been doing that,
Our presence seems to be whack,
Let us drink straight from the tap,
You

convo is convolute
I got the old heads gassin' me up
I'm runnin' on fossil fuel
But honestly I learned from granddad
On what not to do
Like if she can run

it
But my soul will implode if I don't let it comment
And I know that I'm hurt but the pains never stopping
Clouds in the sky but the rains never

nothin’
Boy, don’t you forget
All by your damn self
But still am legend
And your dog is dead
Guess you’re like Will Smith
Let me hit my dance
Get jiggy with

where it hurts
I've got zip ties lying throughout this verse
See I'll tell a lie
Just don't want to make it worse
You want honest lines
Fine
Let's divert

moving 
Living out our lives still
In these shoe boxes 
Apartment jumping 
Digging for the green gold 
Building up 
From nothing 
These hope  
That we

it's gon pucker up
Girl let me butter up yo body as you roll a blunt
Always fascinated with Cowboy gun saloons
Light it now love is in the air like

silent, much harder men wept
Pollies broadcast live from the parliament steps
City slickers watched on, bush cousins held breath
Hell on their doorstep

[Verse 1]
Not a worry, I don't care, and I know they hate it, not in a hurry, I'm the hare and motivated
I'm the heir so let's hurry up and get

I came from dirty streets of the underground
gangs, derelict, where the thieves get to run around
but thankfully I had a teacher who instructed how

make this shit look easy, but don’t get it twisted thinking
A n***a just felt so empty, so God just gave me plenty

Plenty gas, plenty gas
Got plenty