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of you constantly
The death of you is sucking the life outta me
You birthed 8 children 7 boys and me
I was your only girl child
You raised 6 males by

boy living in Indy
Real Florida boy, I be in every city
Went to Miami and I had the gang with me
Turn up in Tampa then head to Kissimmee
She throwin'

enemies
What, you niggas don't remember me
With a feel this real 
You should know me by my energy
Top tenning then  you should've mentioned me
Then again,

of the deal
Lord
Tell me the purpose

This morning
My boy went to thejunction
To buy something
Na him policeman catcham
Them slappam
Them say make we search you

days omo e fear me
Tryna make a Life but these problems won't let me
I mean if it wasn't God I would have sworn this world resents me
Twenty nineteen one

on the block
Mamba mentality I’ll never stop
This is more than a chip and a hall of fame spot
Stack in the lack
And I’m back with the slaps
On God no cap (On god

Duro Na Jen wole Na
Agba Victor Shey Na you be my bro
Why this world so crazy I don't know
It's wickedness and fake love roaming around till you go
Am

the mirror, hey, boy I see you changed/
Aint nobody worthy, I need it and in a hurry/
Might fuck a couple of angels and get em drunk till they blurry/
And let

on all this fakeness
They ain't been messing with me since I came up, I'm too litty
I'mma treat the game like Diddy, make them turn around and take this

aim at temples
Headhunter boy i'm coming till i'm on top
Got my chains in her face cause i'm on top
For the streets ima hit her till the call drop
Bad

did they turn art into content?
They make a little money and forgot what it all meant
They selling you a dream and then they saying it's God sent
I'm

mind is old
And when the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
Another- deceased, another story gets told
It ain't nothing really, ayo Dun,

drive you crazy till your head explodes
And I will turn the sex into a rollercoaster ride
Followed by the goosebumps and rug burn
You got nowhere to hide

every time I turn around another nigga going in the ground
What a way to appreciate the day, besides expressing how it ain’t promised
Could parlay

give me more time
Spoke to God the day before and what he told me was “Boy you’ll be just fine”
Just smile, just smile
Know am the king tell this other

(Young Boy)  Dear god, I don’t know if you’re really real? Because mom and stepdad say that you’re total hogwash. But if you’re real, and I believe

to make things 
Not last forever
Is progress
Take the halt of yo chest 
Don't pause 
Put some 
Weight in yo respect 
Neva wait on success 
God can give you

the Underworld balling
More than a friend I'm a kin to the darkness
Boy stop wrestle with thoughts in my head
It's like once a year around this time
Hearing it's

globe
Can't wait till I sell out all these damn shows
Asking why she don't understand that it's for us both
Remember this if you ever feeling alone
Does

please
Save me from this hurt
Cuz You got the keys
Set me free
Praise God cause he keep giving me second chances
Praise God cause i remember i almost took

right
On to the scene, I ain't rehearse why, verse tight
Each time they heard it, you can't reverse time, cursed by
The gods of this game, since I was

this by myself
Aye, I don't need your chain 
Cause I wanna do this by myself
I wanna do this by myself

I'm so ambitious, took this rap thing and I ran

throttle
Damn
I put the grand in theft auto
This shit is elementary tell the elements follow me
The prodigy the God in me getting ready to combo you 
Like

Bring it back tie you up
Treat you like a Chinese store
Nigga and chop you up you feel that nigga
He play around we gon' kill that nigga
How you feel