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Intro
01:23
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Gratitude the key to life
Thank God nobody in this city is lyrically as nice
Fine, smart women they wanna be my wife
When it comes to eyes, I got three like Adidas stripes
Born poor in an orphanage only eating rice
If I wasn't adopted would a been my Korean life
Sometimes Sandi still visits me in my dreams at night
I'm just thankful that she all right, right
If you wake up healthy, you're richer than you will ever know
Since Spilt Paint Three life has been better though
Dropped two projects in Twenty-Twenty
Lil rappers running from me
It's a brighter day my money's sunny
But ain't enough to retire, but it is enough I could stop hustling fire
Till the day I die imma be a G
I'm like money Mitch I love the game so much I'd slang tree for free
We been through hell, and we went to jail
And we spent that bail but still we live it up
We make weed sales, and we slave retail
And we take these Ls but still we live it up
We been through hell, and we went to jail
And we spent that bail but still we live it up
We make weed sales, and we slave retail
And we take these Ls but still we live it up
I said my money's sunny like solar panels
Found a good balance no longer caught up in them dosia scandals
At injustice we aiming then we unloading ammo
Trying to get my people free like I'm in Moses sandals
No smoking Camels but eating cleaners a fight
It's tough like trying to find a middle-aged black woman
Who fine, got her shit together, like cats
And ain't trying to make me a believer in Christ, Christ
Fuck, God get me out of this, I won't sell weed
Well, I won't sell weight anymore, I swear
Last prayer I said a cop was reading my rights
Bet you a couple stacks that hick thinks Jesus was white
You believe shit like that you shouldn't be allowed to be a cop
This whole album's just me speaking my freest thoughts
Like Yaki and Pac, I'm rear-view staring
Just watching the world burn they don't hear you Therron
Since BL and Side Two, I ain't write a single rhyme
For all of Twenty-One, strap in I'm bout to speak my mind
We been through hell, and we went to jail
And we spent that bail but still we live it up
We make weed sales, and we slave retail
And we take these Ls but still we live it up
We been through hell, and we went to jail
And we spent that bail but still we live it up
We make weed sales, and we slave retail
And we take these Ls but still we live it up
You ain't know we live it up regardless
Even when the police picture us as targets
This therapy from the mind of an artist
Shining light even when times are the darkest
You ain't know we live it up regardless
Even when the police picture us as targets
This therapy from the mind of an artist
Shining light even when times are the darkest
We been through hell, and we went to jail
And we spent that bail but still we live it up
We make weed sales, and we slave retail
And we take these Ls but still we live it up
We been through hell, and we went to jail
And we spent that bail but still we live it up
We make weed sales, and we slave retail
And we take these Ls but still we live it up
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Top City KS ft Stik Figa
04:28
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Me and Irv from a town that's full of the envy
Thank God that no bullets got in me
But it made me a poet an emcee
And a hustler, don't hold it against me
Yeah, for sure we know that it's risky
Chasing after your dream
Plus responsibilities, you gotta be stacking that cream
Topeka it raised me, streets were so crazy
Bone Thugs vs the whole Midwest was bigger than Nas beefing with Jay-Z
Small hopes we believing in maybes
Midwest where they feeding their babies chicken fingers and gravy
And people be lazy, greedy and angry, but them demons can't phase me
My dad's a preacher but he never told me that Jesus would save me
Thank God for that, the reason I'm making these dollars stack
Up before the sunrise, eyes redder than Donald's cap
T'Challa black, what I been rocking from head to toe like Colin Kaep
We got his back
The Top is back, our starter pack, chronic sack
Marlboro pack, blunts, lighter and prob a strap
We hear your music we call it wack, that shit wack
And to the homies in the city
I gotta blunt who's trying to roll with me to Wendy's
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Grew Up in the Midwest, Grew Up in the Midwest
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Gotta go hey hey
Gotta grow hey hey
Every day I will miss you
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Grew Up in the Midwest, Grew Up in the Midwest
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Gotta go hey hey
Gotta grow hey hey
Every day I will miss you
Tell Cole, hey somebody gotta be mopping up Wendy's
Ain't a bunch of good paying jobs in the city
TPD they stop and they frisk me, why they always got to offend me?
Feel like the cops are products of inbreeds
Their parents are cousins, America thuggin
I'll be there with a onion, where u get your onion rings
Meet at the Sonic, selling u chronic, everybody hustling
Trying to profit, never goin stop it
My homie got himself an ocean water
I'm sitting there thinking how to move this dosia smarter, hmmm
This is 1999, forever eternally on the grind
I need to do surgery on my mind
Obsessed with the currency all the time
This blood wanna murder me for my pine
Me and Irvin be writing rhymes
Trying to get the Sphere going, trying to get your ears open
Finally, my career chosen, nicest emcee, hey here's hoping
I become it and if I don't hip-hop's been great to me
Besides my parents, the city and rap were the ones that were right there raising me
I dated a half black Asian chick in the Top she look like Amerie, I swear
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Grew Up in the Midwest, Grew Up in the Midwest
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Gotta go hey hey
Gotta grow hey hey
Everyday I will miss you
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Grew Up in the Midwest, Grew Up in the Midwest
Top City Raised Me, Top City Raised Me
Gotta go hey hey
Gotta grow hey hey
Every day I will miss you
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Fire & Snow
03:02
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Heart buried in the ice and snow, that's how I like it though
Coworkers looking at me like u bout to get fired bro
I don't give a fuck, I'll make my bucks slanging fire tree
I don't even know why the fuck they even hired me
Used to quit jobs no two-week notification
But u need a job to pay fees while on probation
Plus, they bout to legalize weed throughout this nation
So, slanging batteries still it be my occupation
Send this out to my former superiors at work
They tried to have me fired but have no fear I wasn't burnt
They tried to get me fired but they plan backfired
Now I got they job and my stacks are fuckin stacked higher
Keep it real, I really don't have to sack fire
Stupid bitch, out of her mouth I damn near smacked fire
Now I'm the boss though I'm still here for revolution
But no cussing out customers is my New Year's resolution
Cold hearted my tears turning to snow
Only way to melt em is by burning the dro
Cold hearted my tears turning to snow
Only way to melt em is by burning the dro
Heart frozen, got me ghosting girls for no reason
Dating life, it's like I'm doing ninety when the road freezing
Hydroplaning, if they ain't perfect I'm complaining
Not Asiatic or black, then I don't date em
Sometimes these Asian women be really Asian as fuck
Took me to an Asian restaurant and I hated my lunch
Ordered fried chicken ramen, feeling like a martyr
They brought me a chicken finger that was sitting in some water
Cold to girls if I don't like they hair or they shirt
Nitpicking women cuz I'm scared to get hurt
Scared of the work that it takes to make relationships strong
Like I'm evading the law, I'm out here dodging love
I'm just a tired soul that's trying to grow
Survived the fire, survived the snow
Will I ever find love again?
That's looking like a no
Nah, end it on some hope let's make it I don't know
Beth suggested therapy fam maybe I might should go
Cold hearted my tears turning to snow
Only way to melt em is by burning the dro
Cold hearted my tears turning to snow
Only way to melt em is by burning the dro
We all been around summer hostilities
Fools fire shots and not lyrically
That's the reason we relate to Pac spiritually
But when the temperature change
We all started to pretend we were like Big in a Range
Block hot in the summer, streets cold in the winter
Even if it's freezing cold, getting doe's the agenda
Cold hearted my tears turning to snow
Only way to melt em is by burning the dro
Cold hearted my tears turning to snow
Only way to melt em is by burning the dro
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Dating Apps ft YKK
03:14
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Ghosted so many that I can't even count
If it don't feel like true love, I'd rather be without
These girls look in my eyes and they can see the doubt
Your boy toxic inside and it be sneaking out
A lotta bad karma coming back, when will it even out?
Dream about the love that Stevie Wonder would sing about
But my love life more like Stevie Nicks from Fleetwood Mac
Tell em first they gotta send me pics, then we can chat
Then maybe we can hit the Cheesecake Factory
Y'all know these dating apps be straight agony
Meet somebody cool a few weeks date happily
Then out of nowhere your lil fling fades rapidly
That was your first date since your ex broke your heart
Now you back on Facebook tapping X's and hearts
I just want a beautiful rap nerd, is that too much to ask?
Who doesn't care I hustle sacks, and maybe also loves my cats
I fantasize and dream about the things I know we could be
The truth ain't plain to see but I know you can see it in me
I made some changes and I know you could love me for me baby
Maybe we'll see if I can love you for you
Got a thing for beautiful black attractive sisters
Who wish I would be a better active listener
She said we moving fast like Twista
Like Evidence, need slow it down
Like the song made by LB, she knows I drove them pounds
To the Top, like the highest paid Uber driver
She summed me up to her friends, said I'm a cute survivor
Now I maneuver wiser, fuck paper now love is my only true desire
She hot as the bluest fire, she can make your muse inspired
Also, make your future brighter
Usually, lose interest like I lose my lighters, but not with her
I'm an emcee, it's crazy was at a loss for words
Admiring quietly, finally I got the courage
To talk to her, before you run, you have to crawl
She a real one, she don't judge my past at all
Plus, she a good cook, I love her casserole
She come over we watch love and basketball, for real
I fantasize and dream about the things I know we could be
The truth ain't plain to see but I know you can see it in me
I made some changes and I know you could love me for me baby
Maybe we'll see if I can love you for you
I fantasize and dream about the things I know we could be
The truth ain't plain to see but I know you can see it in me
I made some changes and I know you could love me for me baby
Maybe we'll see if I can love you for you
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I know he seem nice heard you say that he's sweet
He never let you pay when he take you to eat
He said he'll keep you warm when it rain and it sleets
But girl, you my friend, he got faith in the streets
Only thing he believe in is hustling
Cash in his hand, only thing that can comfort him
It ain't the cash, it's the feeling he gets
When he make a sale, he be feeling like Mitch
Though he got the mind of Ace, he tried to chase his dreams
Now he wide awake, ain't trying to hate
But you got a beautiful heart your soul shines
I can see you in the dark like road signs
Your so kind with a childlike innocence
He got a job with nice benefits like white privileges
But on the side, he still hustling pounds
Like a man with a good wife fuckin around
I know you wish you could get over me
This ain't the way it's 'posed to be
I wanna hold you close to me, but
My insecurity takes over me
I ain't the man you hoped I'd be
I gotta let you go be free, baby
Ok, I know you said his tongue is a gift
He got a way with words like he tonguing your clit
Got you moaning and zoning
A few girls wanna clone him and own him
Wish he would have chose em
And I respect what he did for his ex
He did his best, she was sick and depressed, he paid for everything
He gave his all, but he never gave a wedding ring
You could date much better queen, that's on God
You the sun in morning time, your aura shines
Just trying to give you warning signs, before you crying
Like Jordan Nines he never played the game
But he hurt Keyonne and Semele, to him Cin and Viv did the same
Still loves his ex, check his last recording
He got two cats, sells sacks and raps in his forties
He hide it well but his heart is corrupt
Dirt in his heart like what he got in his trunk, he toxic as fuck
I know you wish you could get over me
This ain't the way it's 'posed to be
I wanna hold you close to me, but
My insecurity takes over me
I ain't the man you hoped I'd be
I gotta let you go be free, baby
Sandi the original thought you were the sequel
They can't break my heart but they bruising my ego
I'm bout to on site his ass Cupid is evil
I feel like Nick Anderson when he shooting a free throw
Trying to shoot my shot but the magic gone
Penny injured, Shaq is gone
Depressed but I'm acting strong, what a lonely path I'm on
Add another sad ass song, to my already overly sad catalog
Cindy was beautiful, black and Colombian
Pretty as the flower in the sacks that I'm hustling
Raised out in Italy, amazed she was into me
They were both Christians, praised the divinity
I kinda feel like their praying got rid of me
Like God came and saved em before I could destroy em
Fill em up with poison
When they dumped me
I swear to fuckin Christ that I heard angels rejoicing
Now to Vivian, a beautiful Nigerian
Quiet type, soft spoken like a librarian
Both relationships doomed cuz my worrying
They both brought up trauma inside I tried burying
Both were karmic revenge from me ghosting chicks
And doing dirt I can't control my dick, back to hopelessness
A lotta pain and hurricanes in my heart
Maybe I'm one of them seeds that germinate in the dark though
I ain't ashamed bae I gotta be honest
Rather than making a false promise, I acknowledge
I got some healing I gotta do on my own
You ain't the reason I'm feeling outta my zone
I know it sound like a cop out
Looking at my past I been labeled a relationship drop out
We ignored red flags that we noticed
And for a different outcome I know we both wish, but
I know you wish you could get over me
This ain't the way it's 'posed to be
I wanna hold you close to me, but
My insecurity takes over me
I ain't the man you hoped I'd be
I gotta let you go be free, baby
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Made money off the vacuum sealer never touched the Pyrex
Man let's go and stick up the world and split this pie Wrex
Made it out police detention still he got the reefer with him
Fat sack like Peter Griffin eating chicken
Cops no they not a fan of ares
The sacks flipped fat like Patrick
Huh, those my Og Tropicanna bars
Wisdom I been sponging up
With women I been fuckin up
The way that I been livings like a clusterfuck, half the time
These rappers that we laughing at, would die where I was trapping at
From battle raps to vacuum sacks, my life has been so action packed
Like Outkast in dem Cadillacs, I'm riding round in my Kia
Looking out for dem cops so if you wave I probably won't see ya
Stevie, Blue, they be daughters, got no time for prima donnas
Fine ass girls I eat a lotta, brush my teeth drink Fiji water
Truthfully, Roy rhyme like Common Sense
EyeJay on the track let the bars commence
To be as free as a spirit who's close to death
That's how I choose to live fuck that hopelessness
Stroll the streets of the city and it's so grotesque
A rapper can tell the story but do feelings really help?
Punchlines and cadences concepts creative
The music is innovative I jam it but still I'm jaded
Not feeling any judgment or hatred
Cuz I'm the biggest junkie for this fleeting entertainment
After we consume it, and profits are generated
My upper middle class black ass will take the bait
And go to Starbucks or Whole Foods
Fore, I grab some soul food
Long as it's convenient I ain't thinking how they sold you
Not telling us the whole truth, I wish that Nip was here
I still miss Pac and I want Lupe in a politician's chair
But instead of worshiping rappers thinking that my savior's there
My biology is God-body I solemnly swear
Raise them vibrations king
Change your mind change the scene
There's pain in the dream, it's joy in the struggle
Back back if you negative, none of that shit come in my bubble
Stunting always been an option, I just chose to play it subtle
Jumping over obstacles like new shoes and rainy puddles
Fam and them pushed heavy weight
Them heavy lifts it made em struggle
They love how I'm coming
Kicking knowledge and getting dollars
My pen make rapper sons bro I'm just a rapper's father
Crown and empire that's reserved for my baby daughter
She'll follow her own path
While commoners get led to slaughter
Giving her wisdom more important than what I bought her
Daddy couldn't sit on the bench nah I had to go be a starter
I showed out and attention garnered
Planting seeds I'm a rapping farmer
Real estate expanding too
Breaking bread with my business partners
Don't look now I been living on the edge
Wind hitting my face ignoring shit that y'all said
It's the J.U.I.C.E.K.I.D, I do this for the Two Five Three
Yo big homie know exactly who i be
You want the beef it's only goin be you I see
When I see you, it's guaranteed to be in I.C.U
You brought a strap, I might bring Two
Nicc named them thangs, Thing One and Thing Two
We not the same dude
Members only in this section we not the same crew
Pouring up the chemicals I'm feeling like Dexter
I'm Randy Savage in the bed I might suplex her
Keep a couple blue lighters all on my dresser
Yes sir, I don't think you'll find another nigga fresher
Take the weed bust it down roll it in a leaf
Don't really fucc with scrubs, I agree with TLC
Niggas hating any way so I'm a be me
RIP Big Benny and free Blackstheg
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Brag humbly, never goin have money trees
If u don't have bumblebees, all of your cash suddenly
Means not a thing, seasons not the same
The death of the Earth, just be all on my brain
Frustrated, till my phone notifies me
I learned to slang zones on my own in the Ninety's
Always gonna feel like the rollers behind me
But nothing makes me feel more at home than the grinding
When I'm thinking too deep, it's a welcome distraction
Double seal the sack so the smell ain't attracting
My neighbors with they nosy ass, police rolling past
Never get no peace if your home stuffed full of cash
Paranoia an expression of guilt
Trapped in this castle of depression I built
My obsession with the paper is endless
Sold so many vacuum bags that I kept FoodSaver in business
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
We just sitting back watching the world burn
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Everything dies and it's finna be our turn
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
We just sitting back watching the world burn
A little cash I'm banking throwing chronic in sacks
Amongst mass migration and economic collapse
Greed in a human you candidly can't kill
Like these bags that I slang, humanities fate sealed
In fact, we double bagged it, we all some hustle addicts
Worshiping bands still, need a personal landfill
For all them food storage bags
Think about it as u take a few morning drags
All the bags u threw away cuz u can't recycle it
Your apartments catch wind then they might evict
If some jackers catch wind then they might just kick your muthafuckin door in
So, throw it in the trash where u go and get your gas, hey
Paranoia an expression of guilt
Lay in the bed that I made and depression my quilt
So, hit me up for them hybrid strains
Burned through more trees than wildfires caused by global warming and climate change
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
We just sitting back watching the world burn
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Everything dies and it's finna be our turn
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
We just sitting back watching the world burn
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Everything dies and it's finna be our turn
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
We just sitting back watching the world burn
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Everything dies and it's finna be our turn
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This Lithium Mines, This Lithium's Mines
For your son of Samsungs and your poisonous Apples
Who's to blame for the way life is every day?
It's a shame how we use and abuse everything
But we refuse to do anything
I got no hope left in man
The shoes on your feet, the phone in your hand
We don't give a damn, who suffers to make it
As long as we can still post to the gram
So, smile with your girl, ladies vogue with your man
Just pose for the cam, they stole out the land
A lotta cobalt and also coltan
Kids do be dying for lithium-ion
In a town, in the Congo, I bet you commit suicide, man
If you were mining, shit's horrifying
Not to mention sometimes mines do collapse
Now you injured inside one
But you gotta do, what you gotta do
Cuz your little brother is hungry
And dog, your sister is crying
We can live with no diamonds
But none of us ever gonna be able to live with no phone
This is wrong, lotta rechargeable shit in your home
When in Rome, live like a Roman
Better have a phone when the pigs is patrolling
If you witness injustice
Tell em that you got the newest iPhone and it's videoing
Exploitation is interwoven into our economy
Like cigarette smoking, addicted to owning, the best new phone
So, we can see the likes on the shit that we posting
Been like this forever probably never gonna change
Been a drought of compassion don't think it's ever gonna rain
To wash blood off the diamonds you got embedded in your chain
Or the blood on your hands from text messaging your bae, hey
So many ways we could a changed so many things
But what do you say when it all comes crashing down?
And no one is safe, we hope, and we pray
We want it to change in so many ways
But no one can change
I'm just saying, who's goin do what we won't do for us
And we might try but we don't do enough
If we can't change then they feel pain
In so many ways, in so many ways, yeah
We all been bit by the python
Batteries Plus makes a lot of fuckin money off of lithium-ions
Lose jobs if profits are declining
My employees make fourteen
So, to make rent they perspiring
Cuz the price for apartments always rising
Wish I was lying, retirement y'all I'm trying to save for
Look in my bank account I'm straight bro
I got a good salary, also I slang on the side
Thank God, I'm so grateful
But inflation real need to make more
Or hopefully never make less
These Chinese that live by refineries
Coughing and sneezing, it's hard to take breaths
The land where they live is vanquished
The water is poisoned, the trees have been dying
The reason they always stay stressed
They worried and very anxious
I don't wanna be like seventy
Working full time just to buy necessities
I don't wanna add to your agony
But I gotta keep on slanging these batteries
Everybody know that we don't give a damn
Everybody know that people evil man
Everybody know that mankind suck
This ain't no Illuminati evil plan
The dust in the air from the graphite
It sparkle and shine in the black night
They say that them lithium-ion cars
Much worse than the phone where I type these bars
So many ways we could a changed so many things
But what do you say when it all comes crashing down?
And no one is safe, we hope, and we pray
We want it to change in so many ways
But no one can change
I'm just saying, who's goin do what we won't do for us
And we might try but we don't do enough
If we can't change then they feel pain
In so many ways, in so many ways, yeah
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Man fuck all that shit dog
Get your money man
Get your fuckin money man
Like Krayzie Bone said
These days only ways that pay can save ya
As this climate turn on us
As this planet turn on us
The poor going fuckin perish
If you ain't suffered a failure, paid money to bail ya
Homie out of the jail, took groceries to his female
Then you don't know the guilt that be haunting me like a ghost and
I know they say it's toxic to bottle all your emotions
Up inside, my fuckin pride the underlying
Problem that brought all my mistakes, it's hard to stomach mine
The worst sin, there's really nothing that's under lying
Find beauty in struggle, nothing above your smiling
It's like pollution that's in the air and the sun combing
Tell Irv I'm sorry, promise homie, I swear I wasn't trying
To make another depressed song
I wasted so many of his beats the reason that he probably slept on
I'll be perfecting progression until my breath gone
If I lose all my money, imma have my respect strong
Make no woman no cry, homie like Tuff Gong
Having trouble keeping a girl what in the fucks wrong
This one for the trappers, this one for the hustlers
Would you rather die than have to live poor?
Would you kill a man just to be rich?
How much paper will ever be enough?
I don't know, I don't know
Said there's more to this life
Don't waste all of your time chasing cash
I went to war with emcees, storming they beach, yeah
I went to war with police
Lucky them lawyers, I was easily affording they fees
Plus, court penalties
The master plan is for you to bleed, pouring out Gs, yeah
Paper I was hemorrhaging
The way I hustled back might think I was Virginian
Lord willing, I'll take my lil riches
Invest em in a business, or something that earns some interest
Or be paying out them dividends
I was on probation, left fifteen racks with a trusted friend
It got lost, I forgave em, I love that person until the end
Cuz life is more than paper, love is worth more than paper
We treat it like Lord and savior
It changes your core behavior
You get it they coronate ya but fuck being a king
Happier being me, used to pull B & E's
Ducking the TPD, probation officers seent me pee
In a little cup off papers still barely feeling free
This one for the trappers, this one for the hustlers
Would you rather die than have to live poor?
Would you kill a man just to be rich?
How much paper will ever be enough?
I don't know, I don't know
Said there's more to this life
Don't waste all of your time chasing cash
Fuck that we're bout to cash out
For them franks ill crash out, MVP in the trap house
You ain't never scrounged around just to get your mans out
Tried to go the straighter way but it's like your hands out
Cuz that nine to five don't really pay for shit
I'm tryna be legit, I always dreamed of being rich
But who's going pay for it
Grew up throwing middle fingers up at the government
Sometimes, I really think they really on some other shit
Got fired from your job you dedicated your life to
You thought she right beside you, you might've just lost your wife too
You wanna eat at restaurants that's gone serve you some wagyu
But you can't even afford what they serving you in the drive thru
Saddest thing is, I hate this mentality
What's even sadder, this is what it's like in reality
This is what it's like in this life I'm just a casualty
This is how I feel, fucc you if you mad at me
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I'm just trying to find
Ways to say goodbye
Looking for a sign
That it's our time to fly
Trying to say my goodbyes
A storm in my heart, pouring rain from my eyes
The biggest fear that I got, so afraid when I die
That heaven don't exist, there ain't no angels that fly
All them stories bout them harps and them halos were lies
Gold streets and pearly gates
This whole thing y'all worships fake
Never believed in Heaven much until I lost San
Us reuniting in heaven, hoping it's God's plan
A place with no Crohn's disease or health insurance companies
Or felony cases from making wealth serving custos trees
All these stresses from the world made us break apart
We can't be together in this life and San it breaks my heart
When I die, I hope I get to watch my life like a movie
And the scenes with you in em, el be my favorite parts
Painful memories it's hard for us to even grab a bite
She wants to reconnect I'm hoping maybe in the afterlife
Can't be together in this world can't even be friends
Afraid if Heaven don't exist I'll never see you again
It's the way it has to be
Just say a prayer for me
I'm sorry that I let u down
I'm haunted by the ways I failed
For the stupid shit I did, I got a decade in Hell
Gotta do all ten, ain't no making bail from Satan's jail
Meanwhile u in Heaven have Michelangelo paint your nails
Have Versace hymn your robe
You always been pure of heart but me I need to cleanse my soul
Let the flames burn the greed out my heart
I'm super happy you're being treated like the queen that you are
Nine years pass and I'm working on my final year
wrote me saying that you love me, but u met a guy up there
Has my good qualities but none of my bad
On Earth he never sealed a single bud in a bag
In tune with his emotions, affectionate and talkative
No possessions in death, my blessing all I got to give
Teardrops on the paper, she cried when she wrote it
I wrote back, saying live ya afterlife to the fullest and I love u eternally
Can't be together in this world can't even be friends
Afraid if Heaven don't exist I'll never see you again
It's the way it has to be
Just say a prayer for me
Living life without you don't come easy
Hard to hide these tears and face this pain
Cuz loving you was like the air I'm breathing
Now all that's here is thunder and rain
Will I find your love in Heaven?
Will you even remember me?
Guess I've got to learn these lessons
In life there are no guarantees
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12. |
Out the Game
03:23
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Vote no for marijuana legalization
I'm like a Muslim that's praising Allah but eating bacon
Supposed to be a leftist socialist, bout as left as Potus is
Like Joseph, I'm bout them dollars the greed has taken
Over my mind and over most of my soul
Over my life it got total control
It's part of my identity, pardon my affinity
For chasing dollars till infinity
It started in my infancy, it's from my birth not my real parents
Cuz I ain't get this shit from a nurse or from a preacher
It was in my DNA, then got nourished in Topeka
But my parents that raised me gave me the courage to defeat the
Demons and dirt, like all the sermons heard on Easter I need a rebirth
I need a resurrection close friends see that I'm progressing
Still a couple Ps in my possession, but I need to
Get out of the game my friend it's time
To get out of the game my friend it's time
To get out of the game my friend it's time
No fear cuz everything dies my friend
Get out of the game my friend it's time
To get out of the game my friend it's time
To get out of the game my friend it's time
No fear it's time to live life again
Songs like this el get your membership to the Illuminati revoked
I just hope it makes somebody revolt
Say adios to they addictions, and on a positive note
Your boy been flippin, the chronic you smoke a little less
Leaving money on the table got rid of a little stress
Chasing every dollar you can shit is a mess, so
Take your PTO, water it and your seed el grow
Too much grind is evil the shit el have your libido low
That shit el eat your soul, have u at Golden Corral
Stress eating rolls, what you hungry for is freedom though
Love peace and happiness
Think in cash we'll find freedom the reason the streets attracting us
Police attacking us, they thirsty and ravenous
Hope they never in your crib searching your cabinets
Crazy when I think about all the tons that we flipped
And how these corporations bout to be running this shit, so we might as well
Get out of the game my friend it's time
To get out of the game my friend it's time
To get out of the game my friend it's time
No fear cuz everything dies my friend
Get out of the game my friend it's time
To get out of the game my friend it's time
To get out of the game my friend it's time
No fear it's time to live life again
So, I started therapy right?
At 40 years old
Just trying to get over some of the shit I been going through
Like toxic shit I went through growin up in the Top
Anger issues at work
Issues I been dealing with when it comes to women after me and Sandi broke up
Also, the hopelessness of living in this world
Where money comes before every fucking thing
Before the Earth, human rights, you name it
And of course, my time spent in the game
My addiction to money and just my addiction to hustling in itself
And all the guilt that comes with the game
Especially, how it affected me and Sandi's relationship
And all the heartbreak that came with losing my best friend and love of my life
And really trying to make some kind of peace with all this shit one day
Maybe even find happiness
I mean, I'm sure everybody got shit they need to try and let go of
And you know it's scary but, it might be time
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13. |
The Remedy
03:13
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So, what's an almost retired hustler's purpose?
To make seventy Gs working customer service?
To bury all the dark and hope it doesn't resurface?
For dinner hit Wing Stop or fill my stomach wit Church's
Alone at the crib, I'm feeling utterly worthless
Go out with some friends, I'm feeling suddenly nervous
Anxieties for real, it's really something I'm cursed with
Like greed in my brain, this worldly money I worship
But I been healing myself, legal nine to five, I been building my wealth
Couple promotions, can I brag on myself?
Your homie stacking his health, I'm finally done with the smoking
All of them cigarettes, my lungs were imploded
And I'm back writing rhymes, fool my guns are reloaded
Working on my health but I ain't going all vegan
Still eat fried chicken but only on weekends, what's up
Why lie you still fall through my consciousness
I'm proud of you for going to Alcoholics Anonymous
Love, friendship, fam, all that's synonymous
Every time we talk, we both constant apologists
If I meet a girl and I'm beginning to love her
I still hope forever you stay friends with my mother
No disrespect if you got a significant other
To all the ladies that been girlfriends to a hustler
You came to visit me in jail
I had cash but if I didn't you would pitch in on my bail
That's a memory from Hell, but it don't outweigh the good
I was outweighing good
Devil's footprints on my soul like the snow where they found Satan's hooves
I was so proud when you got a place of your own
Probably every album I'll still make you a song
In my heart forever you got a place on throne
Thank God that he made you so strong
May the remedy bury your stressing
My therapy sessions are very depressing
Wonder why the sunshine never stare my direction
Feel like to never have a happy marriage I'm destined
But I was once in love, and I've grown to cherish that blessing
My therapy sessions are very depressing
Wonder why the sunshine never stare my direction
Feel like to never have a happy marriage I'm destined
But I was once in love, and I've grown to cherish that blessing, the remedy
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14. |
To the End
03:38
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The struggle always gonna try to take your crown
Break you down, parents still living I'm still on a mission
Trying to make them proud, rain and clouds
Make you frown, way to sad to even fake a smile
You turned down the deal cuz you got faith that you gonna win
If your lawyer take the case to trial, praying loud
You were slanging pounds in a gangsta town
Where the hatred found and the snakes surround
And u gotta have game, no lames allowed
But it's never too late to try and save you now
This the way fallen angels sound
Everybody life can change around
In a lake full of flames let Satan drown, thankful how
The rain turned to rain bows
Used to pray money fall out the sky
Or the clouds darken up and down it would rain bows
Down it would rain bows, down it would rain bows
And even though a couple fake friends jacked son
Man, I had a good reign Bo
That slang from J Cole
Trying to gain a halo, wings and a harp
Trying to get my shit together where things fall apart
When my light shine bright I can see in the dark
Find freedom through art
Wanna reach your dream first thing is to start
Get the greed out your heart
Like a tree in the park plant a seed that el spark
The next generation like Afeni and Pac
We goin ride to the end of our life
We goin laugh we goin we going cry
We goin live we goin die to the end
We goin ride to the end of our life
We goin laugh we goin we going cry
We goin live we goin die to the end
Suicidal thoughts never really had
Even though I'm forever feeling sad
Only got two years probation
Not bad cuz I made a small treasure sealing bags
Metaphorically, in this life I lead
Had a lotta of bad weather still I'm glad
For all of the memories made
Like me and EyeJay together in the lab
He telling me compared to these rappers in the city
Dru you know you got the better pen and pad
Treated rappers like we robbing banks
Told em put the crown robe and the scepter in the bag
Let em keep they money cuz I lost more than all the bread they ever had
Devil in my past, Heaven in my grasp
They can form against but them weapons never last
Cops said my future cursed
Proved em wrong, thank God and the universe
If you on the block or if you in church
If you work a legal job or you doing dirt
We all living, dying, crying, trying hard
This my life, I ain't rhyming bars
On this planet called Earth
Hard work and a little bit of luck only way to align your stars
I'm in charge of my happiness, peace of mind I been stacking it
That real love that only come from your heart
Man, I throw it in a bag and I vacuum it
Then I give it out to the homies, I give it out to my friends
God only gives us one life we gotta live it up to the end
We goin ride to the end of our life
We goin laugh we goin we going cry
We goin live we goin die to the end
We goin ride to the end of our life
We goin laugh we goin we going cry
We goin live we goin die to the end
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