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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 Memorial in the Cutlass
I'm YoungBloodZ (U Way)
like I'm hitchhiking
Every flow is a up
I give you my spirit 'til all my wrists is uncuffed
It's to celebrate Christmas as a black man
'Cause like ornaments on
That's how we was hung up
One
MTV, is unplugged
Stacking this cheese reminds me of momma's
From crafting double
The child of and Tanya
Just a gap-toothed
Word to my Jelanda, uh
up this ganja 'til I go over yonder
They say I got too will, like 24s on Hondas
I been sponsored since 'Ye lived in the 'go
niggas slow if that just dawned on you like kitchen soap

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

I came, I saw, I conquered Caesar said
"No for leisure," that's what the overachiever saids
"Cydel, you a Pyru," that's your teacher spread
I wrote everything in red that's what Jesus said
My read
My partner fed scale to the whole village for a piece of bread
"Matthew was 14," that's what the plead
"Just a nigga in a Coupe," that's what Yeezus
Until you — the feds, ha
Cause those boys will hide 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 behind bars
'Cause when I put the pen to pad they should make pen my pad
Put this shit on wax, how I to dip and dab
half
I like my cars and my fast
Bitches my presence 'cause I got the Gift of Gab
My low mileage, I APR
I need my lady just a brand new Mercedes car, ha
It's your lineage, show 'em I'm not your guinea pig
fuck a midget and have twins, I'm tryna have too many kids
Not out of
had a scared pops
Worked jobs over time at the sweatshop
I I was a good kid, well I guess not
A hot boy, juvenile was my stop
Breaking through people stealing desktops
Just a bunch of big Lamont's the red fox
And I had a who thought that she was headstrong
Had to yolk the bitch up cause she was on
By the friend had me calling collect home
And she fucked my best knowing she dead wrong
It ain't her fault, I was misguided and on
Huh, but I tripping

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