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Don't be distracted by the shallow surface
I'm not your foe
And so there's no need for you to be nervous
Don't see a man who's lost his way
And think my

stone,here to reignite ya soul 
Get in the car dummy we got places to go 
And I’m all about the legacy the plans getting bigger by the day 
See me from

When I got up, Jesus had his boots on my table, rolling a smoke, he said to me: Listen up, son, you better believe what I say! I made some coffee,

the part
I could tell by his efforts
He not goin' far these niggas be bitin'
They rather intrusive
When they say who's the best
You are never included
I beat

and skyscrapers
Hi greater man in the mirror riding by haters
Could never fix your lips to say that I'm faker bwoy
If I sin say a prayer for me
Mistakes made so my

me a loan
Never gon' stop until I get up all of my dough
His bitch, she all in my phone
He want her to leave me alone
Like rockets, I gotta get gone

freeze
Knees up on his neck
Man how da heck he suppose to breathe
And we ain't got no time to feed our mind wit somethin' new
But let Saturday come round

Look out, it’s that Mr. Spend His Dollars On Some Bullshit
Instagram rappers, they ain’t stackin’, they some bullshit Pretty boy, amazing but I’m

everything
I can't have these guilty hands,
No This choice-hangs low and lifeless
Your pen-the stones your always casting
His life-cut short in motions
My

dangerous
Puddle of emotions, but you been helping me closely find closure
I hope I'm not too cheesy when I say this
But damn, it feel good to have you by my

hit the coupe
And out of 30 I got hit 3 times
One in the arm one in the
Leg the other in the thigh
So either God was by my side
Or them shootas was

I don't (I don't)
I don't miss, I don't (I don't)

Yea feel like Kobe when he bitin' his jersey
I'm holdin' the mic and I show em' no mercy
You know I

diamonds and shit ice cubes
Not "Hi, school, " I should say, "Bye
School" become a weatherman
I rap hail storms and typhoons
Live life's game by my whistle,

goddamn Nike
Talk nicely, strapped with my heat
You run by
Choppa get to kickin' like Mikey (kick)
And you know the gang like Toman (Toman)
We out here

a cube? Better collect it
Just like an architect of tetris
He'll be stacking his blocks
So if you wanna solve this puzzle
Think outside of the box

Don't

a garden turn stone and now a artist
Gangsta get respect while living I'm George Braque
Got Glass ona table and the Louvre hi hater
Tha way raise dese rocks

love
Quicksand of my happiness down low
Sometimes I feel, so confused
by the ghost beside me in leather shoes

Have you ever been real?
Were you ever

pussy, need to chase a job
Corny nigga think he independent, he a cop
I just called him by his name
It made him sob
My plug came from the motherland, he

as targets
Boolay, black market
We gon' get it regardless for the low
Perils of being crabs in a barrel
Fair-weather friends and my foes
Wish 'em farewell
It

around leave that lil nigga brainless
Fuck around leave his ass dead on the floor
All my life I been after some dough
You could get robbed tryina taxed by

stood by me

And so we faced it all together
Sometimes just smiling through the pain
The disappointments and the pleasures
If I had to do it all, well I

got faith, they judge by glasses
Eight RPM in the dashes
I don't wanna work for the masters
Half of the money I get is my masters (Ayy)
Let's meet over

I beg my pardon
My god, I'll steal his coffin
Anyone wanna talk this shit round here?
Don't get them young boys started
See I foam when I spit
And I

Isaac for Abraham but you won't find a lamb
Or goat
Cause I saw MJ play with the Wizards and his
Magic was washed by the Lakeshow's Kob
And ever since