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back then
Next thing I know I'm being taken by the hand
Momma look at me glad
That she raised a good little man
Then outside a foreign building we stand

there by salamas these pockets ain't have shit
I go broke I’m finna I'm slide on yo block ina a mask quick
Hold on
Save up
Do some studio time
Make some

have told her
This moments precious
So is the life you've given me
It took me years to see but now I think I can believe
The stars align for a reason, it

Burdened by daughter, hurt if she's gone
So polish your tools and build another one
Spare her the weight of grace through belief
Cure her of faith, let fear

shots i send them back 
I heard yo music all that shit is 
One thousand and one percent wack 

Hit a block up get from by me 
Yall aint bout it im

followers I'm far from completion
This music is my Haven I don't need no reason

Man I love to fuckin rap
Anime bitches on my fuckin lap
12 am I need to take

transformed into boulders 
Took me a year or eight but you got to get the total 

New bloggers, old problems again
So it's back to no good in this booth it is

out there by salamas these pockets ain't have shit
I go broke I'm finna I'm slide on yo block ina a mask quick
Hold on

Save up
Do some studio time
Make

swear I've been taking all the damage but
But y'all don't really wanna see the bad guy
Stop acting clueless you can ask the last guy 
She in my phone so

they places
Said she'd be there forever
The fuck was I thinking
Dollars and Dro
Dollars And Dro
Dollars and Dro
Man That's all that I know
Dollar and Dro

I jus hit my sister friend
I might just go do it again
Said she love me don’t know what that is
Writing raps I’m jus stacking my bandz
Fresh to death

bike in the streets
Fleece when it's freezin, the sheik of the region
You can see my cheeks when I breath in
Seathin' for no reason, Supa?
Wanna meet

I'm from the 205 get it right
Where niggas rarely made it past 25
Where all you know is get it or get got
Where if you look wrong then you'll probably

for too long now it's my season 
I don't fuck with none of you niggas, don't need a reason 
Sometimes the fake look real but looks deceiving
Down bad i

I'm digging you

You a treasure, plus you got me singing baby
But I'm a rapper, and you got me fiending ba-by
Like whoo (like whoo), what you got I need

under pressure
Bought her a rollie and flooded the bezel
She say she love me, but I say “Whatever”
Chains on my neck, you hearing 'em clink
I’m making

what y'all've been missing
Slick as a snake, never hittin the breaks
Got your girl playing my tape while she's wet as a lake
Covered in vegetable oil, I

Yea, I'm the reason that she screaming
All that muscle on you
Just to get clapped by the 38
What is the meaning

I trade my life for the glock
I trade my

talk shit, which one is more a pottymouth
You ask to cast my dick as a dildo, other bitches just ask for my autograph
And you can lie to me by keeping it

no reason to live

Had he willingly chosen to believe in his will

The empty feeling would have passed by his eyes

For another to witness this final

the reason I'll never love again 
Let me take it slow 
Gotta let things go
Leave it in the past 
Yeah your going last (Aye) 
Couple years go by 
I make music

is ridiculous
Ones that I claim only come out to 6 of us that's my immediate
Reason I'm Tay Way today the ingredients
Picked up a bunch 'long the way

a nuisance
Fame just an illusion
Created by those losin
Let's just face it ya I'm amusing
An The game stay polluted
With lames full of excuses
Ima chase my

granny's and make it past the front door
But I can't lie 'Rona ain't all bad
She's the reason why I really been back in my bag

Yeah, yeah, I'm back in