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Shit been different lately
I even tryna get bitches lately
I ain't even tryna do business lately...
Atleast not w/you, still rock the booth
It's been tension lately
Don't miss my neighbors
Place I was born
Had to get away from
It's simulation
Everydays the same
Where Murder rate is steady, raising
Running from some problems
But they followed
Who would know I'd turn out like my father
By myself I'd rather be unbothered
Like Why they told me that my shit was garbage
I Hope they know that only made me harder
Shit All my brother wanted was a charger
But In return he gotta couple charges
"Now how that go?!" that's what i ask the lord while I roll cigars & watch the time move forward
All I see's a bunch of walking corpses
Living off what other people told em
Walking dead is real the shits in motion
I just pray before this shit is over
I move my mama somewhere on the coast where the waters blue
And peaceful I was broken
And broke af i focused on recording
Burned some bridges
Learned to listen, more than I speak
Came up roun older n***as
Told me to always pull out
That's a lot of wisdom...
(Might've went over you head)

Ain't Talk to Tylar it's been awhile
I miss them days but its different now
I hate that you feel like I'm diss now
Or got something against you
Just hear me out, you the reason I do this I envied how you could just get on a beat and just win a crowd
I picked up the pen and shit ever since then I ain't put it down
You would kill me tracks that's the honest truth
Just wanted to be or go hard as you
So I made sure I worked just as hard as you
If Worked a lil smarter we might've blew
But f*ck all this rap shit
I heard this and thought of you
All them late nights recording tunes
Nah even further back
Before I heard u rap
That day we met in pre school...
Losing Marlo really f*cked with me...
I was angry, writing shit different
Ain't wan hear shit from my people
Hoes in my phone sayin they miss me
Tol eem they could miss me
Tol the city kiss a n***a ass
Wen they found 6ull and tootie in a ditch, I swear it ridiculous
I kept my distance
I kept my pen on sheets in my journal
One day they'll listen
One day they'll hear me
Some day they'll mention
Me with the greats
Pac's and the Biggs, The Nas, Jays, the Ems, The K dots and Krits
Compare me to Cole, I am cold as shit
Compare me to gross, I am on my shit
Most times I'm alone, don't roll with a clique.
Calvo that's my bro he know what it is
Dont pose for no pics
She throw it ima pick
They know that I'm the shit
They know that I'm the kid that went against the odds,D. Rose up to the rim
East coast flow with a twist
These songs are gonna live
Way longer than I will. So
What's the point of not even bein real
Sometimes I wonder why I even care
Sometimes I wonder why I'm even here, I mean if I'm even here