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14 Jan 2023

I understand that you wanna ball, ayy You want them bands and you want 'em all But you gotta understand what's all involved Like shootouts with the opps, run-ins with the law, ayy This shit is ill, and it get flawed And when shit get real, there's no one to call Trustin' with your back turned will get you killed And runnin' with your eyes closed u gunna fall To be one of the many misguided Always the first one on the block to be done tried it and liked it Lost before I had a chance to find my way Now I travel through life, not knowin' the time of day Crime for pay, I'm on my way but don't know, where I'm a end up I swear to God, this is a setup And these are the words from the mind of a lost soul (I'm a lost soul) They claim that I'm violent Just 'cause I refuse to be silent These hypocrites are havin' fits 'Cause I'm not buyin' it, defyin' it Envious because I will rebel against Any oppressor - and this is known as self-defense I show no mercy, they claim that I'm the lunatic But when the shit gets thick, I'm the one you go and get Don't look confused, the truth is so plain to see 'Cause I'm the one that you sell-outs are ashamed to be Unlock my brain, break the chains of your misery This time the payback for evil shit you did to me My words are weapons and I'm steppin' to the silent Wakin' up the masses, but you, claim that I'm violent but im Really lovin and I'm really thuggin I got shooters that do what I say My partner told me he was gone kill me All I did was pray If that's yo nigga, then that u should not ever say loved a bitch who ain't do shit for me but give me some pain I let y'all eat my mama food I showed y'all where I stay Got locked in chains, I kept my mouth closed I didn't say no names Now you tellin them bitches "That im broke and he ain't gettin it" I can't lie, that hurt my feelings And listen When I was locked up, you didn't make no visits I try to lie like I really wasn't tripping now cubes in my kool aid Chains on my neck, hangin' like Jesus Christ two fools gold hair and bone pieces Jeans with the crease and spark a blunt full of my demons

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I understand that you wanna ball, ayy You want them bands and you want 'em all But you gotta understand what's all involved Like shootouts with the opps, run-ins with the law, ayy This shit is ill, and it get flawed And when shit get real, there's no one to call Trustin' with your back turned will get you killed And runnin' with your eyes closed u gunna fall To be one of the many misguided Always the first one on the block to be done tried it and liked it Lost before I had a chance to find my way Now I travel through life, not knowin' the time of day Crime for pay, I'm on my way but don't know, where I'm a end up I swear to God, this is a setup And these are the words from the mind of a lost soul (I'm a lost soul) They claim that I'm violent Just 'cause I refuse to be silent These hypocrites are havin' fits 'Cause I'm not buyin' it, defyin' it Envious because I will rebel against Any oppressor - and this is known as self-defense I show no mercy, they claim that I'm the lunatic But when the shit gets thick, I'm the one you go and get Don't look confused, the truth is so plain to see 'Cause I'm the one that you sell-outs are ashamed to be Unlock my brain, break the chains of your misery This time the payback for evil shit you did to me My words are weapons and I'm steppin' to the silent Wakin' up the masses, but you, claim that I'm violent but im Really lovin and I'm really thuggin I got shooters that do what I say My partner told me he was gone kill me All I did was pray If that's yo nigga, then that u should not ever say loved a bitch who ain't do shit for me but give me some pain I let y'all eat my mama food I showed y'all where I stay Got locked in chains, I kept my mouth closed I didn't say no names Now you tellin them bitches "That im broke and he ain't gettin it" I can't lie, that hurt my feelings And listen When I was locked up, you didn't make no visits I try to lie like I really wasn't tripping now cubes in my kool aid Chains on my neck, hangin' like Jesus Christ two fools gold hair and bone pieces Jeans with the crease and spark a blunt full of my demons

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