This shit dont make sense to me Days used to be so heavenly Breaking bread with my enemies If this the last supper You aint sitting next to me Pick this shit up Lighter then a lemon squeeze God bless me I aint even sneeze Its just a passing breeze What my father once told me Its all an epiphany Care more about your character Then what your reputations redeems If you know your side of the street And its clean Let them talk they shittt They constipated Basic And im faded Aye bitch Ap on my wrist Go crazy On the daily For this dick Pour my fifth Lets get lit Im the shit You steady in Falling Culprit To they bullshit But i will Never Lose focus I hold this like a solar solstice Passing yo eyes Souless
This bad neighbourhood ain’t a place I’ll stay for good Someday I’ll get the paper - not the kind that’s made from wood Gangsters getting upset, decide to get their gun wet Now my cousin’s spirit’s flying solo through the sunset This is not my environment, death before retirement Getting jacked up, if something nice, you acquire it There ain’t no saving when the folks are misbehaving Lighting up the glass pipe or daily dragon chasing I’ve seen it all and I’m younger than I’m old Behind the yellow tape, they’re fetching pieces of a skull Why’d the reaper have call? Well, truthfully it’s random This the kind of place god chose to abandon Standing in the bedroom, listening to lead zoom Now the family’s in the rain staring at a wet tomb It’s a concrete jungle and the creatures pack artillery It’s villainy to see the emptying of young capillaries
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