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to fucking get us by

Dealing for the food that's in the pot to stay alive 
That's what happens when the struggle get you under 
You survive!

I bet they

racks

And hopefully i make it home
With this gman

Two many times
Four many nights
Six hours tryna sleep

Im in the shop im cutting up
Im getting

to make it there
On my own niggas ain’t loyal it’s so many snakes in here
Homie in that cell losing his mind like bro I hate it here
I hate it too niggas

dreams, my fears
Wrote every night, every day, all these years
Gave you my blood, my sweat, my tears but you remain doubtful so fuck you too

Yeah
'Cause

of course
No witnesses left, I'm shooting off course
You can get if you ... from the Courts
Too many deads, leave a opp on the floor
Talking on Notti, leave

faith
I cut 'em all off, feel like I can't breathe
I think I got too high, I can't see
All I see is all these people see through
I would drive forty

There can be so many damn dark clouds in life
That sometimes it can be hard to see the sun
So when it's there don't take that shit for granted bro

As soon as I get it, imma stack it and spend it
Like joel osteen stuff the bands by the kennel
Soon as I cop me a demon
Drive that bitch off

with the answers
Now I take it to the surface
Where we'll be judged by something older than the stars
So many have left along the way
Passed through

it was Nick, but I go by Crash
(I go by Crash)
(Gotta remember that, I go by Crash)
Back then it was all so perfect
Back then it was all so nice
Until

Thug Love Story 2012

Action Bronson

Blue Chips

2012

bitch sit in vinegar
Apple cider baths
Sit in the vinegar
Bronsolino
PS

Yo, so many unfamiliar faces that have come and gone
You're a constant,

I Remember

Z-Ro

Mobb Sauce

2015

Some of us made it some of us didn't, but still we got by
What about the good times, ain't too many but I remember
Stadium Bowl, the rest of the clubs

I Remember

Z-Ro

The Anthem

2005

Some of us made it some of us didn't, but still we got by
What about the good times, ain't too many but I remember
Stadium Bowl, the rest of the clubs

I see it
I'm just living by vision 
I guess you could call it golden
I carry my heart in my chest
Can't let too many queens hold it
People stay giving

you gotta play by the rules
Still tryna get my momma out the hood view (I love you ma)
The next door neighbor selling that good too
And my loop going

Forty-for places in forty-five days
Ten thousand miles to go
No time to break no time to rest
Senses on overload
Too many diehards on too many sides

you can have a few or a few too many but a couple of IPAs are plenty 

get old friends new friends that you meet, grab another round to get a couple

There was a very big whale, too large for a name 
Who sang, "I'm such a big whale" all throughout the day 
They tried calling him Paul; they tried

me by my last name
I'm feeling I'm not apart of this
On my momma side
I'm more partisan
It's obvious
Record called Pollard
But I'm talking to Amarionte

tight, smoking too many spliffs
I don’t like to sleep ‘cause I keep dreaming of jumping off cliffs
It’s hard to keep me grounded when I’m being like this

be like the Lakers, playing the Charlotte hornets
Who you think gon win
Don't listen to Nick Kyrgios, man's delerious
Can't argue with that, though

She ask 'Nick, how do you make these songs up?'
Like I ain't been rapping about my real life
Or singing bout the things that keep me up and night
I

too many posers who can't understand philosophy
That can't comprehend I'm a self-fulfilling prophecy
I manifest greatness, that should be blatant
I've

looked so far away
To find a part of myself
I saw a light in the sky
So many miles high
It came skipping through time
What did I find
Looked like a pyramid