YeahYeah, moreYeahMore time with family and friends, more lifeMore time to get it rightIt's only me but I'm seeingFour shadows in the lightMy demons visit me every nightTo the most high I'm forever indebtedI know I gotta pay somethingI know that day's comingI put it all in the musicBecause if I don't say it hereThen I won't say nothingCould feel my hand getting tiredFrom holding the grudgesTwo birds, one stone, my aim is amazingI need to start losing my shitJust to show you niggas who hatin'Too reserved like I called aheadFor me and my ladyFree c5, how the fuck we got the boss waitingEver since the blue basementI found god and I lost patienceBetween rocks and hard places of all placesSpotted everywhere like dalmationCops snoop around cause all my dogs famousPlease welcome the october fall babyVaughan road academyStar player-my mind's not all thereUsed to carry a lot of dead weightLike a pallbearerPeople too scared to tellThe truth so it's all daresCount it, it's all there and we all squareQuick money, I'm in and outMy dad used to use a soap barTill it's thinning outBut shit, look at dennis nowAll stacy adams and linnen'd outMore blessings for sandy and him, more lifeMy parents never got it right, butGod bless 'em both, I think we all alikeWe all wide awake late at nightThinking on what to changeIf we do get to do it twiceIn a another lifeScared to go to sleep nowCause being awake isWhat all my dreams were likeBack when the bar I set for myselfWas out of sightTell me how I went and did chin upsOn this shit when I can't see itPin ups of meagan good and pam grierSoul sistersInspired my old scripturesNow that feeling gone like them old picturesMixing liquors got us both twistedWords get so vicious, you just stare at meWhile you roll swishersGirl I love you, but I don't miss youAnd no matter what year it is I'm an old 6'erGo figure, cold nigga, stay in school manFuck the rap game, it's all liesAnd it's all filthy2 Percent of us rich and the restOf these niggas all milk itGot two of my niggas off with a not guiltyGave back to the city and never said itIf I didn't live it but still they tryTo tell you I'm not the realestLike I'm some privileged kidThat never sat through a prison visitOr like it was just handed to me tiedWith a ribbonI never worked to get itBut really it's youWith all the drug dealer storiesThat's gotta stop thoughYou made a couple chopsAnd now you think you chapoIf you ask me though youAin't lining the trunk with kilosYou bagging weed watching pacinoWith all your niggasLike "this what we need to be onBut you never went liveYou middle man in this shitBoy you was never them guysI can tell cause I lookMost of you dead in your eyesAnd you'll be trying to sell that storyFor the rest of your livesCan't show us where the cash isMe, I don't judgeI'm just going off what the math isNumbers inflatedThey all look at me likeWhat have you done for me lately?I like your older shitBut wasn't in love with the latest"Awe baby, stop debating, I'm just a creativeMy numbers out of this worldNo wonder they got me feeling so alienatedYou were the man on the moonNow you just go through your phasesLife of the angry and famousRap like I know I'm the greatestThen give you the tropical flavorsStill never been on hiatusYou stay xanned and perked upSo when reality set inYou don't gotta face itI'm down 200 in vegasBut winning life on a daily basisIt seems like nobody wantsTo stay in my good gracesI'm like a real estate agentPutting you all in your placesLook what happens soonAs you talk to me crazyIs you crazy?
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More time with family and friends, more life
More time to get it right
It's only me but I'm seeing
Four shadows in the light
My demons visit me every night
To the most high I'm forever indebted
I know I gotta pay something
I know that day's coming
I put it all in the music
Because if I don't say it here
Then I won't say nothing
Could feel my hand getting tired
From holding the grudges
Two birds, one stone, my aim is amazing
I need to start losing my shit
Just to show you niggas who hatin'
Too reserved like I called ahead
For me and my lady
Free c5, how the fuck we got the boss waiting
Ever since the blue basement
I found god and I lost patience
Between rocks and hard places of all places
Spotted everywhere like dalmation
Cops snoop around cause all my dogs famous
Please welcome the october fall baby
Vaughan road academy
Star player-my mind's not all there
Used to carry a lot of dead weight
Like a pallbearer
People too scared to tell
The truth so it's all dares
Count it, it's all there and we all square
Quick money, I'm in and out
My dad used to use a soap bar
Till it's thinning out
But shit, look at dennis now
All stacy adams and linnen'd out
More blessings for sandy and him, more life
My parents never got it right, but
God bless 'em both, I think we all alike
We all wide awake late at night
Thinking on what to change
If we do get to do it twice
In a another life
Scared to go to sleep now
Cause being awake is
What all my dreams were like
Back when the bar I set for myself
Was out of sight
Tell me how I went and did chin ups
On this shit when I can't see it
Pin ups of meagan good and pam grier
Soul sisters
Inspired my old scriptures
Now that feeling gone like them old pictures
Mixing liquors got us both twisted
Words get so vicious, you just stare at me
While you roll swishers
Girl I love you, but I don't miss you
And no matter what year it is I'm an old 6'er
Go figure, cold nigga, stay in school man
Fuck the rap game, it's all lies
And it's all filthy
2 Percent of us rich and the rest
Of these niggas all milk it
Got two of my niggas off with a not guilty
Gave back to the city and never said it
If I didn't live it but still they try
To tell you I'm not the realest
Like I'm some privileged kid
That never sat through a prison visit
Or like it was just handed to me tied
With a ribbon
I never worked to get it
But really it's you
With all the drug dealer stories
That's gotta stop though
You made a couple chops
And now you think you chapo
If you ask me though you
Ain't lining the trunk with kilos
You bagging weed watching pacino
With all your niggas
Like "this what we need to be on
But you never went live
You middle man in this shit
Boy you was never them guys
I can tell cause I look
Most of you dead in your eyes
And you'll be trying to sell that story
For the rest of your lives
Can't show us where the cash is
Me, I don't judge
I'm just going off what the math is
Numbers inflated
They all look at me like
What have you done for me lately?
I like your older shit
But wasn't in love with the latest"
Awe baby, stop debating, I'm just a creative
My numbers out of this world
No wonder they got me feeling so alienated
You were the man on the moon
Now you just go through your phases
Life of the angry and famous
Rap like I know I'm the greatest
Then give you the tropical flavors
Still never been on hiatus
You stay xanned and perked up
So when reality set in
You don't gotta face it
I'm down 200 in vegas
But winning life on a daily basis
It seems like nobody wants
To stay in my good graces
I'm like a real estate agent
Putting you all in your places
Look what happens soon
As you talk to me crazy
Is you crazy?
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