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Over focused, under rated but still the greatest 
Only care bout my perspective & I never hated 
I'm running my race at the pace I set, I was over

and bitches that pretty in our city
My palms use to get sweaty cause I was Quite nervous now I realize my general purpose repopulate and teach my daughters

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house

What We Do

Jay-Z

Philadelphia Freeway

2003

out, fuck niggaz up, laugh about it
I'm not tryin' to visit the morgue but Freeway move out 'til I sit with the Lord
'Til I...get my shit together,

came along way from filthy back then i was never this litty..But now that i leveled up its scary i look like i sold to many..

I be talking my talk i

and looters and sirens
I could die any day, I got affiliates, I am not new to this drama
Deep-rooted in karma, no Buddha my foolies turn you to exotic
We do

a 4 bed semi man I'm after a castle
I'm not in my bag I'm loading, poaching and zoning
No caller ID why keep phoning
Spare me a moment
Deny my

Illuminating this light bright, Shining Christ in yo eye sight
Faith on a hundo, boy you know that my life right
But this here ain't no small talk, I swear im

the
Rest of my life with you"
But it's a lie, been through this many times
Said lately, I been thinkin'
Lay in my bed, yeah, uh
All of these thoughts, yeah,

with the highs and the lows? Suppose that I gotta expose and oppose the embers.

I've been tryna get out of my head, but it's hard to get out of my bed

can't move made a killing
But im feelin like I ain't through
Ain't no snitchin
Bitch I stickin to my same rules
To tell the truth
Shit I feel like im

dreams/ but if you fumble on the play it can be life in bing/every since birth I was groomed by the kings/ a product of my environment I'm a son of a fiend/

not a problem I'm incensed, but follow my lines Get me a damn drink, well up all and recline When I speak, it's not as fine and clear as when recording

have to salute
I'm passionate, I'm not just rappin' for loot
But I'd be lyin' if I said that I don't need capital too
Just never resorted to packin'

I've talked a lot and rocked a lot of songs
Not forgot that what was taught was wrong
But we've made our bed
Until we're dead and gone

Could be a hero

Drivin' down 161, it's five in the morning
Got my stereo playin', my headlights on
Engine light is flashing, why, I don't know
But I'd hate to get

feel like I'm fine
But what are my pillars you ask, what kind of cultural capital has this urban environment Helped me foster? Well I'll tell you right

on the bench
Bench press em while they play in my hair
Ooo oh
Not a care
But I'm not a player
Cuz if I was I would keep a few
Girlies by my side,
Down to ride

Boosie Badazz
Rozay, I know about that nickel rock

In the match box I saw my first nickel rock
Cash city, nigga with his first nickel spot
Rest in

hurts babe this can't be right like
Them gold hoes got cash app
That Venmo that scratch back
She said 1 in 5 girls pay for college
By sex acts
Girl sold

tell that they were really tired. And for the first time in my life, I saw them not as these demanding parents, but as these mortal humans, that night,

Lets roll up a fifty and ride through my city
Where niggas is dying by five o
Where we got the kids
And keys to the whip
But don't got the key

Just a victim of desire to a thirst so insatiable
I'm not as capable as you, at keeping my cool
I hide my weakness by playing the fool
But the joke's

to life everything we said in these messages
Make a connection, everything but this bed is irrelevant
Got me going out of my head again, right in my element