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But now I'm feeling good
I'm in the mood to write some music
Gotta pen and a paper
And this the only way I use it
Yea I said quit but
Come on now
you fakin
Bright red whip I'm at the red light
Car look nice they tryna race it
My girl in my whip
We in a high speed chase now
Pull up to my place now
It ain't no question a nigga back in mode, crack the code
Blessed like a saint I ain't rocking black n gold
Diss the squad I send the reaper to come
of the vase
Spirits all over the place
They dance in my mind and I cannot take it
Cover myself in the blood so all of these demons, I can erase it!
Get 'em all
can do it
Cuz if He
Brought me to it
I know that He will
Bring me thru it
Yeah, yeah
Oh, Lord
I'm starting to feel
Like I can't ever
Win this fight
wasted that I drop the cup
Pick it back up
Wishing for a couple drops
Hoping that the pain stops
You and me were like a tree
And those same thoughts
Got my
a little ass stick
Whip it out the dip and turn him to grits
Every night we about to spin
Took me sum L's and I got me sum wins
Click on the navy's and run
It ain't no more away games
I need home court advantage
Yea
I say,
Met a lot of people
Dodged a few crimes
It'll all come to you
But that's in due
to lock me in
But he knows that i will not let him
They Dont get how i win
Fuck it I never tell em
They dont want smoke with me
Yea im willing to bet it
HA!
Bite of my juicy fruit oh
I'm only here for minute
Just to let you know I'm in it just to win it
Lemme get to know ya body so close so close
Make you
up the flow then I run it
I'm running and gunning
See you in the paint ima dunk it or something
Walk over your body disrespectful
Bullet holes get
pencils
This life in a million symbols
It's easy just keep it simple
Be careful and guard ya temple
And watch what you feed yourself
Cause that shit could
kill and that's honest
And I ain't breaking no promise
I put that on my mama
You know how hard it is evading drama?
Know how much work you gotta put in
the call
Brace myself against the porch
And I kick in the door
Picture it all
As I walk down this miserable Hall
Thinking if this was a film
It should win
your heart
We will fall in love
And never fall apart
Cause when the real work begins
It's like a crossroads thing, baby we will win
Cause I really
at a time
In October you hear Luke and the boys rhyme
Our album gonna make us shine
Birds Super Bowl win Its been a min
Fadeaway Jermey Lin like my bitches
caused us to hurt
Killing the ones in a tie and a shirt
Maybe their the ones who need to learn
What it means to get what you earn
Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe
You either eating or you starving
They don't want to see you win
You can Khalid a target
I ain't sugar coating shit
Ain't nothing polished
If it's
Matter
Pelican ting
I fly
Drip water
Spending
The checks
I might
Go qatar
Fame
Or the money
I pick
The Latter
Step in the game
I win
Like Barca
Stepping
to show y'all why
Uh, I learned the game before I learned to walk
I've been the hardest can't avoid it time we have that talk
This for the years you niggas
I think about you at night
And I remember everything
Even when I get high
It's hard to shake lately I've been lost in my mind
Searching for these
My brain does all the fighting like it's fighting me in South Paw
It feels like a fight that I can't win
I'd probably even lose if I had a twin
Rip
Step back Dame Time five on the clock
She apply pressure it's still bout to drop
That nigga don't want her shit pass me the rock (Oh word)
Got her in iso
it)
It ain't nothin' like walkin' in your purpose (oh I, oh I)
Yeah, my nigga
When it all comes to the surface (surface)
I count my blessings like
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