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You live and you learn

From lessons taught

And bridges you burn

A gift and a curse

That spiritual hurt

Who would've thought that

We could rise

From that spiritual dirt

And give birth to words

That'll quench that llyrical thirst

It's took my whole soul

Just to fucking carry that hearse

That hurt

Made me to this nigga

Without a fucking fear on this earth

But fear it do lurk

But I look right past it

All I see is my future

And it look so lavish

But let's switch lanes

No traffic

The whips and chains

Got slavery looking like a fashion

Slaves to the money

But really just wanna be happy

Filling holes in they heart

With pure fucking sadness

Yeah it's pure madness

Up at 4 AM

Body hurt like we just went to gym

We really did

Working all night

Tryna make a hit

These silly kid

Gone have no choice to respect it

Baby I'll go to sleep

After a verse on this record at

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You can hear what I'm saying

How I'm spitting this lyrical venom

No need to hide behind 808s

We bumping with em

All my niggas the same pace

I'm running with em

Cuz we running the same race

We gotta get em

Ay

They dont want us in 1st place

Then lettem hate

Cuz brodie told me it's fuck em all we elevate

So when they tell me to pump the brakes

I upped the weight

Cuz it was nights

Sum my niggas ain't have no place to stay

And worst of all my homie turned into ashes

When I had looked into that casket

Overcome by the madness

I felt my faith fade away

I can't visit your grave

My mama told me to pray

But then I turnt slave

For the love in the club

The funky stuff in my drug

It fuck me up

So wish me luck

Like how much will it take

Throwing Ms

I'm not no millionaire

But still getting paid

Everyday feel the same

Mary cooking my brain

Until

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