| I won’t look back anymore, after this
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| Pitch black, star bright, yeah that’s my life
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| A bit of fire and ice
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| Watch friends, plot foes, stock ends and pot holes
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| Cause when the tank hit the bank, it just got closed
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| Don’t be stank in the paint cause the yak froze
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| Wish I knew back when I was strugglin'
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| If I plugged in and kept bustin'
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| I’d be buzzin', that’d make me super rich
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| Never knew my sufferin' over but
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| Cousin, I keep it up and gushin'
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| And tell all of my family, aunts and uncles, cousins to do the shit
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| Just gain power through all of the rain showers
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| No good to remain sour cause someone else’s lame hours
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| Wish I woulda known to tell 'em all to start they own business
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| Make long digits instead of havin' a boss who talk at the wrong pitches
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| To fake friends, cause it’s never enough
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| At hostile situations with folks, I learned it’s better to bust
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| First, and you still a nigga no matter how much ya stuff’s worth
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| You love who love you, do hug who does true
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| Connect the true blood to cuzz blue
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| So keep hopin' the Lord does show up
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| Cause it’ll never be no peace on earth for all of us
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| 'Till this mug blow up
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| Locked up, I’m free still doing time
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| I’m stuck, on those that’s on my mind
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| Incarcerated, sometimes I hate it
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| This is the sentence of my life
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| Ponderin' these thoughts while sittin' idle in this mezzanine
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| Feel my feelin’s boilin' up, I’m simmerin' on everything
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| Goin' for the gold because it’s shimmerin', but everything
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| That you encounter seems to be devoured, need a better team
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| Every thought and every dream, every plot and every scheme
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| Lurkin' around the corner is a hater waiting like a fiend
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| And choice of drug is negative, and they use it like a sedative
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| Success becomes the cause of this effect, abuse the medicine
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| You thinkin' you can let 'em in, partake in buildin' excellence
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| The serpents come in twos and they meticulous with they meddlin'
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| The feathers flock together, see the relationships we settle in
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| Got consequences so it’s best to let 'em go, we blessed again
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| Disloyalty unfoiled, trynna justify they pestilence
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| I don’t understand why they so demanding manic pessimists
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| I guess if I had to guess, I’d make an estimate, I guess that they
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| Was just afraid so watch us levitate 'till I’m at heaven’s gate
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| Locked up, I’m free still doing time
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| I’m stuck, on those that’s on my mind
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| Incarcerated, sometimes I hate it
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| This is the sentence of my life
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| Mmm, life sentence for fallen angel physical body
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| Illuminate my soul, officially became godly
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| I be the one, all of these demons runnin' from
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| Dumped a gun, lifted spirits, niggas deem me the chosen one
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| Phony family in my crowd, rappin' gap and loud
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| Facin' twelve in the pen, none of them niggas made a sound
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| None of them niggas round
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| Now the fame close and the name boasts
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| I’m 'posed to break bread bitch, taste toast
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| I should smoke them ungrateful bitches
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| They doin' the most to see what make you choke
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| It actually leave ya throat missin'
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| I’m on a mission to revisit kin and
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| My prime been hidden, trynna dine with women
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| Dipped in finest linen, try and find a business
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| I love who love Gee, fuck you if it’s fuck me
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| That’s just how it gotta be, cause I’m paper routin'
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| Tame nuisance, insane view and check on my lawn
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| Strange recruit me, guess when the god speakin' Strange Music
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| Locked up, I’m free still doing time
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| I’m stuck, on those that’s on my mind
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| Incarcerated, sometimes I hate it
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| This is the sentence of my life
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| Instead of cry, maybe I’ll keep it inside (x4) |