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

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

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

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

I my girl don't turn to my baby mother yet
But in I do, I need by boo to keep my shit in check
And shit get when dreams of chasing respect
Get realized, and ain't no team invading set
Getting high, getting by as my fly
Just bought my homie a Roley simply to pass
And on top it's lonely so your homies right by your side
And if life is short then we'll be the shorts of the Fab
Severed ties with any nigga who covet
And all the got me looking ugly in momma's eyes
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 bitches too foolish
You gotta be stupid, Tim Allen had him a tooly
Getting high, down, thinking out loud
It's a shame niggas lame, but hold it down
Let my bread roll, let my friends go
That's why I let these dreads grow, I'll never fit fucking crown
Getting high, by, watching time fly
these niggas I'mma get 'em every other time
Young, wild niggas sit in your
every weekend every liquor for free
[?] believe, [?] bitch, I sow what I
Double M genius, these bitches so deep
I make these niggas' opinion on younger lyricists weak
Put my cardio in the and you missin' the beat
I'm out, standing in every avenue, I'm in the streets
Outstanding, on niggas, but you sit when you pee
up

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

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