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succeed
With the strength that you give me, my tired lungs can finally breathe
Running side by side, hand in hand with destiny

(WOAH) Look at the path that

You say that you're not ready
Well all I got is time
And if you're running out then
I can give you some of mine

I might not be your ending
And I

on the shelf
You worthless puppet pull the strings thinking you building your wealth
You gotta cut the ties then run away and build up your health
But you can't

Couple band in my hands
Now she running to the store
But she don't even know
That I know how it go
All these ouens keep calling on her phone
She

and she boost my adrenaline
Launch like a new rocket
Stop by the spot gave me good noggin
5 in a band got her heart throbbing
She toppin up and she not

be another nigga posted on the block dawg
Or I'd prolly be another nigga running from the cops
Thank god I had you niggas by my side
Because I would've

the flick

I've been taking things slow
Like when the rolie spins
And I stayed away from fakes
Like when the rolie ticks
All I know is money makes the world

can't even look at myself
It's like I just put myself back on the shelf
Running away from the pain
Hiding with everything straight to my brain
Feels like

came home one afternoon
And didn't even stop to play
And she said, "mom, I got a note here from the Harper Valley PTA"
Well, the note said, "Mrs. Johnson

My life
My life is fine
It's my life
But inside
My life is fine
My life is fine
My life is fine
But inside

Stop
Please
I want
To believe
You'd share

kill shit, talking all that drill shit
But your gang ain't real, you just surrounded by some lil  niggas

I can't even stop I'm popping off, let off

up so much so I pour the rum in the cup
And I roll the pain in my blunt
I don't give a fuck about a
Pretty little fears installed by all the lies
Shit

Know she choosing, but I'm not no option
And that nigga my son I adopt him
Running up loot, fucking on bitches
You know we do that shit often
He was

at least god lifts the storm
Oh honey no one's gonna stop me
I'll get as far away from you
As these rails will let me do
Just keep this engine running clean

Took a fake bar, now my vision's like a kaleidoscope
Y'all preaching God, but get molested by the holy pope
They up on my dick like it got

can't find on a whore
Let me open the door
Let me show you some more
Get away from all the city life go chill by the shore
Waves crashing like bad drivers

happened
Bands in the function
Adrenaline rushing, yo Ant that's a opp I might throw a dozen
Opp Niggas running
But he better pick up the pace, leg shots

sweet lies

Looking just about everywhere for ya
From Michigan on down to Florida
Baby all I find is these white lines
Tearing by, bending my mind
Just

short term profit 
personal gain trumps other people’s losses Is it immoral can we stop it? No we want more is our basic human motive 
your personal

I don't know what to say
I killed this a year to the day
I know what I did
I know what I made
Stop
All I know is lies
All I know is running from cops

father
I don't know where to get started
But I just want you to stop drinking before you end up in a casket
I wonder what you're running from
You taught me

ignited the flame now I'm running the game like I'm on the elliptical
The words are in my head but I cannot feel the confidence
The fear and insecurity been

Of the body I drive, of the wheel on my soul
So I'm swervin away, till I flip off the road
Now the chaos ensues, as I'm floating above
Pray for an end, and I'll

gave it all we got instead of running away
Don’t believe what they might say
We got a chance let’s take it

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Oh Oh Oh do you feel there is love