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streets tell me stay dangerous
Anytime Im rapping its nonfiction I cant make this up
I be in the apartments
I dont know nothing about no rappers
Been around

don't make a sound
You best watch yourself
Cause there's death all around
Demons around me
They want me to drown
Keep my head up so high
Cause i'm smokin

out
Ayo can you pass me the E&J
Ayo boris what's yo ETA
Pray tonight that I don't see my grave
But if I do it's cool don't gotta work today
Hit

into the places where steps are needed the most, the last
Man on the moon I'll be back home by noon
Tell me to reach for the stars 
Your pulling me back

know what you find because I, I still have no words for that

Tell me, have you ever seen a man die five times over?
Ten times over?
Thirty seven times

the conversation, you feel me?
Yeah

Gotta get it by any means, I fight fires
Then surround the doubters weighin' heavy boy like Dwight Myers
I'm a livewire off

Retracting my steps
Now that i really prep
Solving myself 
The only thing I can do 
Is react to my welf

So don't call me the chief
Let them go cause

Night falls
And the stars revolve around me
Clouds form
And extend as far as the eye can see
And then suddenly
I'm delighted by the chords

it booming like you zooming with surround sound
Your vibes calm me. Keep me higher than a palm tree
Call me unworthy of having you flirting
2:13 Early

life 
Nothin' but darkness surrounds me (Yeah) 
So, I tried to flip the script and say God don't care about me 
It was so loud inside my head  
Nothin'

reality of being African
From Africa on them slave ships
 
Yet it's kinda similar to the rap industry
And the prisons
Wait you still don't get it, let me

brewing in every town you can't stop the spread by sitting down they tell you one thing in reality it's another its layers that you must peel back

If you want to go against me please don't get embarrassed
I know that you're cherished 
Really I just want you as a fan, even your parents
The industry

memories
Today I sang a positive melody
It had some major chords. Don't tell on me

mine got no keys
Listen tell me I need a break
Holiday don't take no vacation I just levitate
To get off the ground
One day I wanna be above

the Hoe but brody took that bitch down to pound town
See a opp let bitch bang like some surround sounds
Send his stupid ass up don't let me catch em

issue, this old school spirit
Zed takes the Cake and creates, but don’t clear it
Clear fit, permit me to spit just a bit
Oh shit that’s sick, the quick

courage
Black people are being murdered in the streets by police 
Every day 

He said let me tell you if you wanna be woke
You gotta listen to the stories

never heard me on a beat
Then Welcome To The Party
Turn up the music
I'm about to Shake The Room
And the speakers in your Rari
Surround sound
With

surround myself with winners,
& round niggas who don’t play,
About what the they really want,
Tell me what you really want,
Bold ass nigga like the font,
Boy

some shit to say
So tell me what your mind is thinking
Then ask me for all of my reasons
So you can see all of my demons
I really don't mean it I promise

bling yea
Maybe you icey
Yea don't trust that boy, I heard he moving shiesty
Yea they dap me up and then they try to spite me
Maybe I don't need more

asf we in the sky i wonder why
Im just hoping time really dont fly by
Just tell me if you gone be by my side
Hope yo ass gone really be down ta ride
We

at me like I'm dumb
I got a flow that load up, go bllroom bom bom bom
It's surround sound on the drum
Blrrr, tryna play me like I wasn't ready
That's when