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

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

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

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