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ego gets bigger
Relevance sinks, the air gets thicker
Suffocate as our lives will wither
Mind fucked to submission, unable to listen
You’re are lacking

witnessed
From time of my first cry, I been on a hit list
But little did they know that I would grow up to be gifted
Steady tryna cure the things that they

Right
Get into it

Bmw out in Mexico
Riding state to state 
Aint no telling how far we go
Hit my people in new orleans
9th ward 7th ward 
Ride for them

Yea
Boss
Oh LORD
Oh LORD , we have to stay involved
Out here preaching more
Than teaching how to rob
Rob got killed by some kids
At his crib

your turn
I'm chilling in the air while I'm waiting for your force
I saw the chance,so I took it by the horn
And when its time to take then I'm gonna

bitches crying, like I'm Vic 
City of crime
They wonder how boy surviving the shit
Live by a code
I never lack, unless I'm driving the shit 
All these

Michelangelo
Got that off my chest
Word to Kobe
I don't play checkers
I play chess
Done talk on all that biz
I'm on the move
Making hits since I made Overdrive

Never
Never
Never
By now
I’m on my way home
It always feels the same
When it’s getting old
Hit a party for escape
For a night
To neverland
It’s never

live this life if they make it for me
(Aye-ee-yeh)
And you no wan go fall your hand ‘fore your age hit forty
(Woah-oh-oh)
Everywhere I look nah my people

all a simulation
Yea we in the Matrix

I step out, jump off
My three story balcony
Walk across the air
Like I could believe in alchemy
Everything is

the poems, and dissect what I write
She's another note to my rhythm, the top hit, I was trying to get
Well, tonight is the night
Ignited a flame, just by

air maine
I was a do good kid till I hit third grade
I didn't even miss a day
Looking forward to an award
For my attendance recorded score
That's where

a good time like Drake
I used to live in the cyph, never rhymed on tape
I was biting whole verses in 2008
Getting love from the plugs made me want it even

real, dirt made nigga I’m in the field
Forever live honored on Armando I’m smoking kill
How you feel, Real young nigga that’s how I'm built
In my Air

some swishers too

So we can role a fat blunt and get perfed

Another fine day in this land I live

Oakland we're they don't give a shit and that's it

Flashbacks to the day when I left it
Moments passing got me feeling breathless
Live in the moment could lose it in a second
In and out the motions

the cap' of the ship, I'm the last one
Out and the first one to catch some
Hands in the air like a fighter
Jet when I open fire
Burning with passion
I can

though, its my pleasure though

Flfy times, fly by, so ima put on while all the time flies
Working for 1st place I never trained for ties
Bringing truth

But I'm alright
Right? No
I never lived a lie
So, know, I never lived a lie
I live by one rule ride 'til we die, never cry
Took the shots and smiled,

Let me vent to u but not bout everything I saw
(Listen up)
Cause if that shit hit the streets I’m dealing with the law
(Can't say shit)
Say u

parked by the park
Look Jack Boi's lurking in the dark
I'm weighing up my ya dig on an iffy scale
Get it how you live type shit  uhh
Young Nigga get that

to all of these feelings felt
Did't understand the damage done
Wanted time alone
Now she never up, when I'm by the phone
Only hit my line when she's high

Praise God gotta thank the Maker
Use to get high like Air Jamaica
Now a young King cuz He made me greater
 Inside of me so much greater
Thank God for

the bottle
That feeling no one can stop you
Glasses in the air
Toasting to that good life
Don't worry homie I got you
Wishing we could live this way forever