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Lord, my all, what you of it?
Been on this road accumulating luggage
As proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's 'bout time I of nothing

Sipping wine, wine, cause my Henny finished
Hard to be friendly with women seen too many niggas
So I keep my circle small, you reduction
Never too much friends, what is circumference?
I swear to God, is hard, but they're getting better
Tryna every moment, but see we so competitive
Gubana made the level, and I missed a supper
But my hunger's like a fucking model at a buffet
I'm with these broads who in love, they ain't seen any
But dollar signs never mind, and he a zero
And if my heart could speak, it would to freaks
And the room when a nigga try to sleep with 'em
Getting high, getting by, watching fly
Tell my niggas, I'ma get 'em if gon' ride
Young, wild nigga living the
Although I'm not who I'm to be
They saying, "Grow up"

Lord, my all, what you of it?
Been on this long road luggage
As proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's time I sing of nothing

Been on this road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, with everything
I it's 'bout time I sing of nothing

I pray my girl don't turn to my baby yet
But in fact I do, I need by boo to keep my in check
And shit get easier dreams of chasing respect
Get realized, and ain't no team your set
high, getting by as my mind fly
Just bought my homie a Roley to pass time
And on top it's lonely so your homies right by your side
And if life is short we'll be the shorts of the Fab Five
Severed with any nigga who covet mine
And all the stunting got me looking ugly in momma's
But I gotta do it, these niggas need provocative
And as a momma worked too much to have an influence
Rapping and music, a bunch of acting too foolish
You gotta be stupid, even Tim had him a tooly
Getting high, sitting down, thinking out
It's a niggas lame, but I'mma hold it down
Let my bread roll, let my friends go
That's why I let these dreads grow, I'll fit your fucking crown
Getting high, by, watching time fly
Tell these niggas I'mma get 'em other time
Young, niggas sit in your seat
Know every weekend liquor for free
[?] believe, [?] bitch, I sow what I
Double M genius, make these bitches so
I these niggas' opinion on younger lyricists consistently weak
Put my cardio in the and you missin' the beat
I'm out, standing in avenue, I'm good in the streets
Outstanding, on niggas, but you sit when you pee
up

Lord, my all, you think of it?
Been on long road accumulating luggage
As proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's time I sing of nothing

Been on this road accumulating luggage
As proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's time I sing of nothing