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you black though, you work hard and never live in a castle
You get called the N-word by an asshole
Cops harass they trying to dismantle 
So lil Tommy

by demons that
Shorten my life line
Teeing off, third eye stays open
I'm teeing off like a shooting spree
Reaper waiting to see them off
But I'll write

by demons that
Shorten my life line
Teeing off, third eye stays open
I'm teeing off like a shooting spree
Reaper waiting to see them off
But I'll write

I've been working on this project
For like three years scrubbed everything
Restarted now we here
I give you that cooked coke feeling
Got young niggas

Song: Well, They Call Me a Fool
Lyrics by:   Ernest David  Smith 
Music and Produced by ; Clinarke Dill
©2023 Nurture Projects Music

Verse 1:
Well,

get a little fame, maybe even get some pay

It's that car-wreck rubberneck from images our show projects
They hate it but they just can't look away

We went from the projects to flying in PJs whoa whoa whoa whoa Blue roly on my wrist now Birken on my bitch now Rodeo when we shop now used to shop

Lassoed, In the grip of my passions
Tackled by the lack of my access
So close, yet so far
Real life holding me captive
Spoke to god like I practiced
Pro

genes
These lines keep things together when shit don't be what it seems
I get it by any means, come from a family of fiends
They paved the way for me so I

just except the bull shit that project they be another mc who sold his soul for a check bring it live and direct ain’t cutting no corners I’m gonna keep

lives
I'm from Alabama, I'm the biggest shit from us and Roll Tide
Forty ticket in the Goyard, we gon' check out soon as sun down
Only time you see my

the projects. Waffle House 2 in the morning wit ha reaching in the wallet. 


I'm dropping you off cause I gotta jet. I'm going somewhere dat don't allow pets. I

Drop Yo Top

E.S.G.

H-Town Chronic, Vol. 4

y'all know just how it go, hit the block so sipping
On a fo'
Wreckshop dropping tops, P-A-T told you that befo'
Bought the house bought the boat, ask

and never change/
My man Red Dog was back from overseas/
Introduced me to Ching Dow a player who was Chinese/
You should have seen them accompanied by Modelo

live anymore!
Those thoughts are vicious
They control the human brain
Fear has taken hold of the reigns
The struggle is real
Why is this generation

barkin'
They damn sho ain't put shit in coffins
The niggas I fuck wit, don't fuck wit the niggas I don't
We the same, bitch we live by that oath
Told that

a haircut so since I’m looking so bummy
Things looking bad, having people running from me
I am a murderer so I’ll live with it
No fucking blood shoes but Im

So many things about you are amazing 

I can see the growth from your phases

Taught morals to the child you were raising

For all the good in life

a bully
Beat it, Beat it like MJ
Got The Blueprint like I'm Jay
Live a new film for I pray
Want my car tint 4 percent
So I can block those throwing shade

on the house on the hill
But they let his family live
Although they survived
It's not enough
He opened up a store
Hired four of the boys
Paid them under

Born and raised
Southside of LA
What’s the deal though
Mesmerized by the gangs
What’s the deal foe
1:00AM Western and Fig
What’s the deal hoe
Ten

As i arrive at the party
Another ounce of bacardi
Is handed to me by a beauty big ol boobie a barbie
Extend my arms like jeff hardy
I'm Grabbing ass

Tryna live like Sosa in Dubai
I ain't gotta sell coca to be fly
Got next like a bowtie on a guy
Drove by in a 5 two dimes in the car
Seventy outside,

Boutta drop another project, cooped up in the house
Bitch I'm back, I'm bringing summer with a bounce
Forget about BURNER, never stickin' with