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Got the nerve to test me dumb
You die with bullets in your lungs
Get out the streets, you too damn young
There's other ways to stack ya funds
Like, stop

Yuh
Yuh
Ayye
Ayye
Ayye ayye ayye
Let's get it
I never had heroes, so I turned to a villain
I was raised by the streets, so I lost all my feelings
If you

take the flow of who inspiring me
Am I supposed to be scared or entertained by this young nigga
I mean, I'm honestly confused, yo, what's up with him
I

back

Innocence is long gone
Can only reminisce, reminisce
Lost my pride when I was young and i'm still hurt
Short term pleasures were the one thing I

pressure
Now I can't live free
And I strive for perfection
Something I'll never be

I have this dream I'll die young
And everyone will miss me
Cause I know

for this inward hate
You've been so cruel, now it's done
I'll build the bricks back one by one

Fences, passcodes, concrete tiles
Count to four, it

ain't none to it
Maybe I didn't give up maybe I made good music
See my life pass me by while I'm just cruisin
Do it for my kid, pray that I make it

got wings
Time to fly now
Sparking my spliff
Cuz I'm high now
Over the edge
I could Die now
Gone quietly
To live sound
Reborn
On a high ground
Heaven's

Young hearts burdened by the debts they've been assigned

Educations leased, futures ceased, for a degree that's misaligned into an unyielding grind,

to rot
Hella years in a cell, cookin' out that hot pot
A gram a day a numb the pain from the Demons that I got

I'm addicted to the block, young nigga

hurting myself
Lady Stay

I know I don't deserve you
I was an angry young man
A cheat and a coward
Selfish and vain as they come
It's easy to die, it's

Consumed by your greed, you're watching the world die
Oh, don't ask and don't tell
Whoa, oh, in liberty hell
Whoa, oh, we're all for sale
Whoa, oh, in

through this mortal plane
Through the sands of time we try
Finding a way beyond our dreams
So we'll never die

Where we'll go
No one knows
Beyond the stars

Like war, cataclysmic
Society got me trippin
It's crazy to know that you on your own
Surrounded by vicious creatures that wanna feed off you, isn't it?

Somebody Tell me how I'm supposed to feel
When everyone around me just showed me they wasn't real
I'm out here by myself a lone solider in the field

hear that in another month
In another mouth
And we're clearly confused
Not to be amused
By our young minds
I feel your beard leaving my hand
And it

Make my mama proud, yeah, it's a small things
I'ma be worldwide, I'ma keep you by my side
Till the day that I die, just so you can see me fly
Just so you

phone just know I dey by your side
I keep rolling on these blunts I feel my body's on fire
I don't fight, I just kill give me what the fuck is mine
I

to die too young 
Love you like a walking dead
Maybe you have tried sex
Konw your life from the Moments
I clear it like pig of shit
About feeling we are

Many moons ago
I was so young
I didn't get at all
The plans of God

Life didn't go easy on me
Had to face many ordeals

Why should I suffer
More than

to get it placed

Good life what I want to taste
Time's something that I don't waste
I could die by 29 and my mark could never be erased
Don't come through

the dark, through the dark we come... 
Through the dark we come,
Young and old to a clearing,
A figure appears...
The logical mind leads you to wonder...
She

because I'm getting by 

I know my Mumma probably cried on the day I arrive 
I know the jakes will feel proud if they lock up my guys 
You know some body

When we were young we used to fight
Playing in the summer light
At our grand parent's at the park
I was scared you were a nark

Then things changed