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Yes yall
Live from the six
Yes yall
3-1-4 (oh lets go) (Nitro) (that’s me)
Beat busta
What up doe
Bangaz
T dot O dot S-T-L

Are you prepared to deal

(We worship and worship and worship and worship)

Wake up in the morning gotta thank God
Don't know why but today seem kinda odd
We praise You Lord even

For your Carolina brother

[Verse 1:]
Unexpected, that’s who I am
That’s what made me, all on gods hands
Compromise, Produce, mix, master my own tools

is
Right before mama got her wings
She told me that I should voice this
So here I am
Sharing my stories
These are facts and perspectives
Inspired by

confusion
Just let their body sing while they live in their illusion
Inspired by everything
From laughs to wedding rings
From the children in my hood riding

die about it
Say he out-working me?
Run it back, cuz I highly doubt it
I had to step it up
They don't expect it from me
Got tired of thinking bout
When

wit ya fortune cookies
In my diamier bag
Ya bitch steady choosing
She luv a nigga getting bread
Ducked off in a spot
Chilling by the sand
It's ya boi

I'm walking down the street
I only feel the sadness
Coming through the walls
Of stolen lives

Upside down
I will never understand
How quickly we gave

your hand through the fire
Your lungs black from the fumes
Every day you search for a reason
And yet still scoff at the truth
The only way to live is

their hands up like they innocent
They think we're ignorant, we know the history
This pandemic is systemic its not a mystery
I don't understand how you

I'm a hand full like a juggler
Like what the fuck
Like what the fuck
I'm a motherfuck
Riddle what's a thug
In the middle of utopia
I bust similar to how

how to live without
The quality crafts and the made-by-hands
It's an old trick with a shiny new face
I rest my head and rest my case

Tell me how can

me think about the old lady up at McDonalds
Who didn't speak English asked for my help because I looked honest
They say that I'm bright like an angel

I'm filling my portfolio The mans real name uBongumusa ekse usiba lo even Tho he got evils that live inside but he dreaming though in me like mini miny

change starts with you and me
I'll raise my hands and I'll say my peace

What kind of good will that even do?
I'll never fit in, so this continues
But

I've learned that real loneliness is to live in a memory of a timeline that doesn't exist anymore
You're only seeing a fragment of the person you

aint done dirt
Put an opp in a spliff in broad day
Weed in cyclone
By sundown
My young bull got the flu
He on run downs
Live wolves in the pack
For

Got both my middle fingers up im screaming catch me if you can
Smoke and brake lights all he saw im on 580 doing 110
My boy in the backseat yelling

moment, as brief as it is, will still be remembered
Long after the present fades away

I grew up on my first guitar
Thinking maybe when I'm older it would

Teach me how to pray
Teach me how to pray
For the lives lost
For the unseen cost
Blindness prevails
My hope starts to fail
Feet draggin' slow
Peace I

lost hope by the hand, home again
Seven-thousand feathers I don't need to weather elements
Or present an elegance

They took away the toys, made

don't even want you in my vicinity
My niggas getting the win that's by any means
If you with the opps you can duck with my enemies
These niggas internet I

Everyday I wake up I'm just tryna live
City gettin outta hand every night niggas getting killed
Niggas gettin cut off left and right cuz they don't

as the villains when they kills
Even if we held hands they wouldn't feel us
Lord I hope
I ascend to your presence
If I get clipped by
This Ar15 in a matter