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I'm on the up
up, I pick my gun up
Joe Jackson trapping, I beat the sun up
That's just how I was up
Whippings, I got a of
On Memorial Drive in the
I'm YoungBloodZ (U Way)
Feel I'm hitchhiking
Every is a thumbs up
I you my spirit 'til all my niggas wrists is uncuffed
hard to celebrate Christmas as a black man
'Cause like ornaments on
That's just how we was up
One
MTV, this is
Stacking this cheese me of momma's lasagna
crafting double entendres
The child of and Tanya
a gap-toothed genius
Word to my Jelanda, uh
Twist up this ganja 'til I go over
say I got too much will, like 24s on Hondas
I been sponsored off-white since 'Ye in the 'go
Y'all niggas slow if just dawned on you like kitchen soap

God your heart, ha
God bless heart, yeah, huh
God your heart, yeah
Be thankful his mercy let us say all precious thoughts
Yeah, God bless your

I came, I saw, I conquered Caesar said
"No time for leisure," that's the overachiever saids
"Cydel, you a Pyru," that's what your teacher
I everything in red 'cause that's what Jesus said
My read
My partner fed fish scale to the whole for a piece of bread
"Matthew was 14," that's the preacher plead
"Just a nigga in a Coupe," that's Yeezus said
Until you — the feds, ha
Cause those boys will hide ass like an Easter egg
Niggas wet you while you sleeping, you just the bed
A son on Death Row, I'ma die behind these bars
'Cause I put the pen to pad they should make them pen my pad
Put this shit on wax, how I to dip and dab
half
I like my cars and my women
Bitches love my 'cause I got the Gift of Gab
My low mileage, I APR
I need my just like a brand new Mercedes car, ha
It's 'bout your lineage, show 'em I'm not your pig
Might a midget and have twins, I'm tryna have too many kids
Not out of
had a scared pops
Worked three over time at the sweatshop
I thought I was a good kid, well I not
A hot boy, juvenile was my stop
Breaking through people windows stealing
Just a bunch of big Lamont's the red fox
And I had a redbone who that she was headstrong
Had to yolk the bitch up she was egged on
By the best friend had me calling home
And she my best partner knowing she dead wrong
It her fault, I was misguided and lead on
Huh, but I tripping

God your heart, ha
God bless heart, yeah, huh
God bless heart, yeah
Be thankful his mercy let us say all these thoughts
God bless your