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Yeah yeah yeah yeah 

Calypso the black water lookin thicker yeah yeah
It aint god it's what the scientist predicted yeah yeah
Gaia can you tell me why

confess my nigga (yea)
You is not a thug you is a bedside nigga
But we knew that and you aint have to prove that 
Take yo ass to the back room, we crowd

2 God that a PT Cruiser don't hit you
Cuz if i get hit I rather die by a jag
Or died in a fire fight lettin it fly with the mag 
And jump out

But you stuck with me through all kinds of fucked up weather
Hoping days would get better like I said they would
They said stand by your man, and there

fed up, my conscience be tellin me, these habits gonna catch up
Feelin fucked up haywire, claustro phobic sickness couldnt stay by her 
Nevertheless i

I’ve been taking leaps like a rack attack
Going hard in the paint like my first name is Shaq
Breaking through barriers and now I’m getting past traps
Put

Belly of the beast no peace
I swear I seent ya
On the low blacked out
Puffin a lil shisha
Movin through the shadows
Never know when I peeped ya
I got

broken showers i wish i knew what
I can do to keep from falling apart
Living through the pain as my soul crawls in my heart
Moments taken away by

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
I aint gone lie I been feeling myself lately
Brown Gucci Loafers and an all white tee
Tucked in a Louis Belt,

(Whatchu mean?) oh he's got it...
I get my bread by the beach like a seagull
I enjoy the breeze but I still need goals
Aint trying to leave seashells to see

You don't want that
You don't want Wavey coming through with disrespect
Look
They call me Mr do them dirty
Me and Brizzy in the city with a 30
I aint

dont rest
All I do is work on music, play,
No matter what Im doing I keep working on my way up
I decided, I aint hiding, never with the pride in me
I

sure its double stuffed
Cuz i just go through pain
Im hopin that she happy but she not thinkin the same
I see no evil feel like Kane
Im in this mask like

past you. 
Every record is like a time capsule. 
Slow down. Gratitude. Take a drink or two, get in the mood. 
You ready to be moved like water by

brother
I was raised by survivors that's still my biggest honor
I prayed up to God and he gave me back my hunger
These suckers been warm cause I'm dropping

Hard to get with the times
When you too focused on making at night to see tomorrow
What can you say to a soul drifting by day to great beyonds
Just keep

All these self proclaim conscious people
Where the fuck is your compassion people
You look down
But forget where you came from
I aint gonna front
I

rip my eyes out
Pain severe like failure after my try out
Selfish unworthy ambitions now show out
Im ai battling right through this blowout
Gotta learn

to hangout
By the pool later
I tell her yes I would love too
Then we both go back to are rooms
In my room I get ready to go to the pool
I get to the pool I get

silence em
You added up
If he take away from me
I am divided em
Multiply that by the fact that I have been given nothin
This is not up for discussion
I am

Make blacks victims they control Through past strife
They attacks the system cause Their souls are used to gaslight
Greed seeds sewn
Yeah the 1st thing

the nether
never mattered much to ya

aint it bliss?
that's what you told me

 wakes in session
 over mai thais
though we've lost our morals
at least God was

screw too much
My money gettin' outrageous, Ian really gotta prove too much
Aye this shit too much to prove, came through the gates with a stick and I

Slept on yo little album that due date I missed it
This that westside bidness
God essence running through my veins
All the mistakes I made I still feel no