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

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

Lord, my all, what you of it?
Been on this long road luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied with
I think it's 'bout time I sing of

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

I pray my girl don't turn to my baby yet
But in I do, I need by boo to keep my shit in check
And shit get easier when dreams of chasing
Get realized, and ain't no team your set
high, getting by as my mind fly
Just bought my homie a Roley simply to time
And on top it's lonely so keep homies right by your side
And if life is short we'll be the shorts of the Fab Five
Severed ties any nigga who covet mine
And all the stunting got me looking ugly in eyes
But I gotta do it, these niggas need music
And as a youth worked too much to have an influence
Rapping and music, a of bitches acting too foolish
You gotta be stupid, even Tim Allen had him a
Getting high, sitting down, thinking out
It's a shame niggas lame, but hold it down
Let my roll, never let my friends go
That's why I let these dreads grow, I'll never fit your fucking
Getting high, getting by, watching fly
these niggas I'mma get 'em every other time
Young, niggas sit in your seat
Know every every liquor for free
[?] believe, [?] bitch, I sow I reap
Double M genius, make these bitches so
I make niggas' opinion on younger lyricists consistently weak
Put my in the rdio and you missin' the beat
I'm out, in every avenue, I'm good in the streets
Outstanding, on niggas, but you sit when you pee
up

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

Been on this long road luggage
As time proceeds, with everything
I think 'bout time I sing of nothing