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make me grow
My family got you checked
And ida make you’re squad go burn But who will under stand you

you will never have this flow Stick to making

the morning
This some early-morning shit
Told my momma don't ya worry
You won't have to bury me
Know plenty who got burned by the streets
So I gotta keep my

hope I remember her name by the morning (Ok)


[Verse]
Better watch how you interact with me, switch your tone
I can make it get Rocky real quick,

a young nigga strapped by the scene
Jackson Elvis
Money holding in the skinny jeans
Tryna rob me its got be a scene
Niggas tripping even off of lean
She gon

I've been waiting for you to come through
Things are changing and I don't know what to do
Can't be basic I got so much left to prove
I light up then

with the basics
Take this with this Light shit, wait five
Now you've got a weapon, make things
Change lives, build some
THATS FIRE! 
So you saying I can

hearses
And my heart goes to they mother a terrible thing to burden
No value for a life and that's really what got me nervous
But I'm on the move like

me sucked of my will to survive on the road head
Well you can suck my will while I drive on some road head
Cus I'ma need my both hands when I drive by

on the tray
And it really got me thinking way back in May ayy

Way back when I gave you the tee
I was yours, you were mine, we were we
No charge gave my heart

Let me take you by the hand
I'll try to help you understand
I'll show you a place that time forgot
Lose your chains, untie your knots
 
They're

my rap sheet, as solid as they come
Got my knowledge from the slums
Book smart, street smart, just don't be a retard
Stop by the trap house, you don't

and slim like ciara performin Oh
My face look young and pretty just like dondria nicole
Handsome guys, teach me lots
You could call it getting brain
I was

the rain?
My momma call me by name, said this shit done been wilder 
Than anything that she can think of
But we gon' roll with the punches, Black folk like

can take all y'all by my lonely
Trynna take me out that's Kamikaze
You say you kill shit ain't got no bodies
All you do is talk shit ain't got no

Reebok's Vetements, you know I don't do nothing basic (Nothing basic)

Some switched sum changed some fell off now a nigga up 
Everybody got they hand out...

And I got voices in my head
Saying you won't make it
Looking in the mirror screaming you're so basic
You're running from your life
And maybe you should

The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
Like the saviour took the dagger by his side for me,
I would die for you, like he died for

don't wanna see me up
Wanna see me down, yeah, that's the basics
Had to go and lеvel up, in the studio
Get back to thе basics
People entertained by

this bitch lightin' candles
Fuckin' hoes like Future in
Your Gucci slides
'Til you get shot out your Gucci sandals

I walked in like "Sway
You ain't got

many games, I wasn't willing to play it
Leaving me vacant, I get back to the basics

I got things on my mind, feel like I don't make time for you, girl

my business by chiming me some paper
I got that spice like Cajun
Now You See Me 2, too turnt, No Sanaa Lathan
Bitch face it
Please Be humble you ain't

I got some habits that need breaking, staying up late, smoking, drinking you know the basics 
Tired of being basic and all the fake shit fuck I can’t

ordering ya steps
Trading war stories how by the blood you overcome
Fighting wars weapons greater than a choppa and a gun
Got me chewing on the beef like

biz
I talk a lot of mess for someone new to the business
Folks ain't heard me yet, they gonna witness
That the future is
Black excellence
If you wrote