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Major Keys

by JAY-1N3

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Fly even if they cut my wings Leaving it up to me? Bossing up on things I'm Not working for a pion, If I could be the king Rub my feet, kiss my ass I'll tell you what I need If I'm gone write the rhymes then the lyrics gotta bleed Bitch nigga, it come from a place snitch nigga Yo words confuse me, yo race hit niggas My lane, my tool, my range my rules I had a lot of grief in my years No liquor no weed, and I started Off well Made a lot of wishes, I gotta Prevail Inches from the destiny, and I Was given time It's the best way to live, I Witnessed the blocks go from Pleasant places Hills, predators that watch Mentally Ill, not the children that they prey on Shooting at the ops, they never Had a chance to live But took a life, and easy going Pray to god that everything is Right before I leave this earth Message for the masses, Expirations dates and passes First, before you enter at hand I need to see your work, where You a hustler? You know they label niggas like That And the way that you dress, you Should straighten yo hat Don't have a tattoo, to add up all The racially Evaded truths, activated colors, Raided homes Tainted like the ocean, just to Break it down Got the oil burning brown How the fuck is it a fire Underwater in your town? Fly even if they cut my wings Leaving it up to me? Bossing up On things I'm Not working for a pion, If I Could be the king Rub my feet, kiss my ass I'll tell You what I need If I'm gone write the rhymes Then the lyrics gotta bleed Bitch nigga, it come from a place Snitch nigga Yo words confuse me, yo race hit Niggas My lane, my tool, my range my Rules, nigga If you a boss then it's a few Things for you to consider Count the money right the first Time, even if disrupted Win a couple Beams, and honeys For the new type of Bentley Drive a Jeep through the hood, See if niggas watching Plenty plotting on demise to see Failure Seek to accomplish a theft with a Clean record Tell me I'm lying, you know they Be watching Gotta keep to yourself even When plotting The smaller the group, the more You equipped They Need the mind strong, attack the innerstandings Depend on planets, stars, and God Parade, and why homes? Filled with crackheads, dope Dealers let bigons be bigons It's crazy, I be vibing daily Pounding on mrs daisy Flower pack so loud, I had to buy The package twice If you can't afford it, paying Twice the rent like on the Mortgage You gotta bag it right It's all about ya bragging right The city love when you about Yo work and all yo action right Fly even if they cut my wings Leaving it up to me? Bossing up On things I'm Not working for a pion, If I Could be the king Rub my feet, kiss my ass I'll tell You what I need If I'm gone write the rhymes Then the lyrics gotta bleed Bitch nigga, it come from a place Snitch nigga Yo words confuse me, yo race hit Niggas My lane, my tool, my range my Rules, nigga I need your time and not the Essence new I mean they blessing you, whips And pressure too Pursue to chase, I see you niggas Never lose a race I bleed my vessels blue I treat em' how they should be Treated when it's less than two It's forty eight laws of power, it only Means one thing If you cannot control the Audience You lose one dream, even over Interest you a coward You can't even lead a nation to The winning tower With the flowers that was gifted By the newly hour Cleo, everything. Got me Pushing harder Gunfire, restarter, I can bring a New life It's the blessings we gave, the Resume is too tight New pair of Giannis shoes, gong Ho ilI tote a load, Antetokounpo Flow to flow My shit kinda different Nowadays Got a new bitch and she on my Hip Ion mean to talk that vulgar shit Imma real nigga when it come To mine Talk about things you'll never Find Search and you high, the vision Get blurry Crashing the ride, the benefits of Proving yo point, is Fly even if they cut my wings Leaving it up to me? Bossing up On things I'm Not working for a pion, If I Could be the king Rub my feet, kiss my ass I'll tell You what I need If I'm gone write the rhymes Then the lyrics gotta bleed Bitch nigga, it come from a place Snitch nigga Yo words confuse me, yo race hit Niggas My lane, my tool, my range my Rules, nigga

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