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never holdin' back
I'm a be this way, every single day
That's who I am
Ain't no tellin' what I say
I may offend some, when I say it to their face
That's

If I ain’t got it then who do
They say I got the sauce and juice
This goin be the start
Ima make it far
Squad goin come along
If I eat then they eat

proud
Of how far you've come today just run
Tomorrow's a new day who knows what's to come
I'm proud of what you've become
This feeling you feel it's

this pain is by makin' more mills and takin' more souls
I'm bookin' visits for Stro like I'm bookin' visits for Blackz
I'm bookin' visits for LD, I'm

shady, got us in the poor
I don't feel so good
Been in asylum, I'm new to this
Been in hiding like a fugitive
They don't know who I am or why I'm even

gotta be solid
Snake, exclamation point! 
Shark with his hark, zip by on a jet 
Kamikaze when I blow up sets 
Reset my preset, who I be? 
The guy on this

the niggas
Who thought that we wouldn't find a way to make it outta flame

Done counting losses
Shit makes me nauseous
They like what are moves
Where's

here
Or know how hard
I tried to show that
I'm worthy (worthy)

And no i ain't sorry
For the way you feel
Towards me
It's not my problem

And i thank God

Yo we turning this one out for me my homeboys They Homeboys and
Homegirls and anybody that think they got em and anybody whos lost
anything you are

through, only way we got food
I can feel the snake hatin' I can tell by his mood
Caught 'em lackin but I wonder who gon step
Forever thuggin' catch a body

the way to go approach this
Cause its been nothing but a fake world filled with much corruption

A fucked up world with ideas full of  commitment
Gov

don't feel okay
I can't
Go on this way, I don't feel okay
It doesn't matter that you left me through my self-decay
But the cold and hurt will burn; you

By reefer clouds and bottles
In and out of county jail
This is hell, see the young black males in packed cells
With they heads down
And they fists

well
I call the shots, but don't need my hand held
When it comes to makin' records
Who you know that does that better?
The way I connect letters

reality you all look so boring to me)
No offence to you but don't tell me who to be
You lost this power but sometimes you keep me up until three
Way

eatin' by the fishes
I be really doin' this shit got me shootin' with percision
Like how Klay and Curry did it
And I hope I'm never missin'
Still will

a joke, but none of this fuck shit be funny
And I'm double-sipping Patron, stinging my throat, I feel that shit all in my tummy
And I'm always walking

tell you who's my friends
This anxiety I feel, got me fucked up again
Oh why god? Oh why god do I feel condemned?
All my life I've been tryna find

to me to make you feel good
I used my phone to make this jam, you know I could
And everything comes easy for me, can't you see?
I use this autotune, It's

restless kids just like me
Who wanna live how they desire and could truly be free
Instead of barely getting by with the skin of their teeth
Through a system

seclusion, and stranded in this confusion, of fantasy and delusion, intensified by brutality, Probably leave a contusion, desensitized to reality, rather see

way but I want it to stay
Your girl is back on the sleigh
And I gotta say, it feels pretty damn great

November to December nights
Illuminated by

solved
Tomorrows on the way
And I ain't even dressed yet
Just got out the shower
Towels on and plus the mirrors wet
She's the one I fell in love with
Add

I'm living
Any way you do it
They'll hate the way you did it
Get 'er done no looking
No looking down 
Pay attention to who stays around
This'll be vital