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Carry On
02:48
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My best of friends be the last to defend me
Pray that tragedy end me
Want me dead but there’s batteries in me
I wreck on loops like a crash at the indy
adding Gs to the F in the bag of that Fendi
I sip the Remy there’s no compassion within me
Apparel fashion help bitches befriend me
I hit the booth and blackout without bottles of MD
Jealous ones still envy send hollows and empty
Getting money off the track but cant nobody pimp me
I’m getting money off the track, cant nobody pimp me
Train robberies and who rides, who's on who’s side
Money don’t buy happiness til exchanged for a few lives
Make it out, few tried
Get signed and get put in a box
Donations for canned food drives
They ignore the greats until a dude dies
Thats why I plan to fake my death record enough to fill up 2 drives
How can you not respect it
Cuban links how I got connected
People change but I'm not affected
Buy the block and get a knot invest it
A couple stocks just to plot an exit
Henn on ice like a sprain and you got a rest it
I’ m not the one to mess with
You can get ya mugshot, like you got arrested
They feeling everything i drop my discog molested
Too many skills i thank god im blessed with
You got an album comin, plan it wiser
You a plagiarizer
Gimmie credit college plan advisor
This reality for fantisizers
Put in motion as the plan advises
You can witness as the man arises
If you pickin this up, then carry on
Some we think we just deal with the baggage and carry on
Think so get ya mind right , you’re very wrong
All this baggage but, still fly like carry on
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Sunset (Interlude)
02:01
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Uh,
You can’t stop or hold me,
I want the cheese chips guacamole
You looking up to niggas rocking rollies
Before I make it your favorite rapper will drop and O.D.
Its all good so you should get to know me
You talk a lot but never doin much
The only time they pass the rock was playin hoops and such
You not a playa but a mascot, just hang around the niggas that be shootin up
And it’s ironic, you’ll be suitin up
Early graves if you plot against me,
You got next but it’s not convincing
Poke you in your heart like we got to fencing
A big problem to the little guys
They release get pushed back like the offense was penalized
I neva a simp I got the limp and all
Yall to high off fentanyl
To notice that ya label out here pimpin yall
Every album i’ve released physically sent em all
Until its yours, it’ll never make sense to yall
It’s one nation til the census falls
Arguing about pence and walls
Its obvious intents to stall
I been the nicest since it cost cents to call
In solitude without a sentence still the prince and all
I'm in a different bracket
Do ya research and get the packet
Ya money split like a zipper jacket
Be up on twitter talking reckless how you lifting ratchets
And get confronted claim a nigga hacked it
What the fuck
Now it’s gloomy after sundown
Brothers gettin gunned down
Why am i stressin? here’s a run down
Money, life, politics
A whole lotta shit
But when you see then it’s the opposite
It’s gloomy after sundown
I use to rock Girbauds
The pants changed still the pockets swole
Fuck a plug I'm tryna shock the globe
The envious they wanna cock and load
Toss my body in forgotten roads
But they can suck my cock and load
Inhale until my top explode
Twistin these blunts
Flow sicker than the mystery lunch
Best advice never fall for the trickery once
That's the company that misery wants
Kickin game that I literally punt
And I plan to call on sick, everyday of Black History Month
Because it’s gloomy after sundown
Brothers gettin gunned down
Now it’s gloomy after sundown
Now it’s gloomy after sundown
Brothers gettin gunned down
Why am i stressin? here’s a run down
Money, life, politics
A whole lotta shit
But when you see then its the opposite
It’s gloomy after sundown
Brothers gettin gunned down
Why am i stressin? here’s a run down
Money, life, politics
A whole lotta shit
But when you see then its the opposite
It’s gloomy after sundown
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Knowledge Is Wealth
02:54
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I'm gettin stacks sucka
Seein goals like i’m at Rucker
A mack hustler
Local acts lack luster
If ya girlfriend say i’m wack, fuck her
She got a bad taste in men and music
Slide through like a visa, its like v cards how women lose it
If it aint addin to the pockets then it’s stupid
Rollin o green like a kick fro Mia
Use to hit the via
To head to work instead of hit keys like Chick Corea
If we aint seein eye to eye than the bitch is Sia
Delete the number then i hit Maria
Niggas talkin all this fashion like they hit Labrea
In fugazi shoes whole outfit Korea
Demeanor switches
Led to some meaner riches
The one with money doesn’t mean the richest
Aim for fences, i’m Denzel when the pen held
Fuck COIN INTEL
Ya clown rappers close to pop like principal Beige Pimpell
And I’m all that
So fall back
Watching silver stars play the only time you seen a tall rack
All smiles when I floss I want all plaques, yea
Yea
That’s all I want baby
Thats all I really want
On the clock twenty five eight three six six
This the type a shit we be on
Champagne and cut ribbons
Fresh to death now, so fuck living
Money never given up but the sluts give in
It’s hard to trust women
But i don’t trust noone
Every track is hard body like a tough shogun
Tryna make bands stretch like i’m about to go run
And the music so dope ears bout to go numb
In this world all that matters if you droppin some bread
Keys open doors til you hear a knock from the feds
Callin shots till I'm dead
They hear my voice and bitches hop in my bed
You like a fever only hot in your head
Early morning mind blown like a dot to the head
Remember search for the answers ‘fore the options are read
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Small Fortune
03:52
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Small fortunes large portions
Often gluttons using force on cohorts
But I let karma run its course then
Smooth as marble porcelain
Flash a short grin
Most these rappers on my foreskin (It’s lookin ugly)
I'm in a different space aimin for the stars
Interstellar with bars
I'm tryna c notes before I b flat
Make the town jealous
Push dope like brown sellers
And i’d rather make a buck instead of hang around fellas
It's underground like down cellars
Still crowned cause the sound relish
There’s never love for out of town dwellers
Da flow been nasty like the fluid through the sewage drain
A mack for life forever duckin dodgin cupid’s aim
I’m gettin loot and thangs, spinnin like a record be
Dont hit the phone if it aint reference a check for me
Lien in pay attention call it equity
Callin shots in this game should be a referee
You just a simp and yo girl showed the text to me
And that was after getting naked having sex with me
I’m in the lab cookin up but fuck a recipe
A lot of bread and hella sauce they wantin seconds free
We all tryna chase american dreams
Can’t help but think when i stare at this cream
This wicked life is in only fair as it seems
A Small fortune that we share in our jeans
We all tryna chase American dreams
Can’t help but think when I stare at this cream
This wicked life is only fair as it seems
A small fortune that we share in our genes
I’m just a different breed
Manipulate just like a twitter feed
Got me spreadin more legs than a centipede
In rush hour smokin cigaweed
You barely got hits like little leagues
Count it up and get a rush with a little greed
Compared to others ya rap sheets is a civil deed
Went from counted out now I count amounts
I'm on a show you get announced I gotta bounce
Save the effort
I’m make the most you makin lesser
It aint slang when a dj say they break ya record
It’s not a loss if i lose, its fate
Money over bitches that’s a ted talk you can use
If I sold a pair the closest you can walk in my shoes
When you tryna leave a mark sometimes the soft will get bruised
You can get a few clips like its off of the news
These niggas biased you can see them getting lost in they views
Sellin out at what cost, to get views?
And months later fallin off no deal or offers to choose
Small fortune
We all tryna chase american dreams
Can’t help but think when i stare at this cream
This wicked life is in only fair as it seems
A Small fortune that we share in our jeans
We all tryna chase American dreams
Can’t help but think when I stare at this cream
This wicked life is only fair as it seems
A small fortune that we share in our genes
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Smile, We're Not Perfect
03:27
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Uh
Life’s a sport i just play a few games
Kick it like Liu Kang
In debt, but I'm fresh, from my head to my shoe strings
New slang reel in your boo thang
Music getting play from SA to the Ukraine
I'm blessed
And favored highly
Was labeled worthless now these labels find a way to buy me
A major purchase in the circus imma playa high key
Go and risk it
Gravy with the biscuit
Ya diss track a bitch fit
Drink bleach and get ya wrist slit
If you not fuckin with this shit
Im gettin twisted like the bottom of some lipstick
Thinkin bout how far i came
Through all the rain
Let go all the pain
Slave to the mind just a ball and chain
Stand for something, fall to change
When it’s all arranged
You get stronger food for thought, thats what i call a gain
A lot of power niggas envy charlamagne
Watch for snakes crawl and thangs
Tricks for i’ll never fall again
Smile,
We’re not perfect
To lord a humble servant
The hustle urgent
Wash the sins without detergent
I know the consequences but its worth it
You gotta work it for the buzz up in the circuit
Smile,
We’re not perfect
To lord a humble servant
The hustle urgent
Wash the sins without detergent
I know the consequences but its worth it
You gotta work it for the buzz up in the circuit
We’re not perfect but im closest to it
Chose to risk when they said don’t pursue it
I had a plan and god laughed but, won’t he do it
Among the real i’m only fluent and it’s so congruent
There’s nothin to it
Leave em astonished and they broke as a promise
Salute the hustle if illegal or it’s honest
The block is mean pullin cards without a soccer team
A keep masks on like everyday is halloween
Although the market’s digital, i want a lot of green
Still keep it hand to hand like a rock to fiends
You gotta dream it’s a cycle but we not machines
My leisure time im droppin paper like a gotta zine
Never worried
You come up short like february
Throw my money in a casket, ‘fore i’m dead to bury
Mentioned first never secondary
Mark the spot with an X any means necessary
Smile,
We’re not perfect
To lord a humble servant
The hustle urgent
Wash the sins without detergent
I know the consequences but its worth it
You gotta work it for the buzz up in the circuit
Smile,
We’re not perfect
To lord a humble servant
The hustle urgent
Wash the sins without detergent
I know the consequences but its worth it
You gotta work it for the buzz up in the circuit
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