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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

Sipping wine, sipping wine, cause my finished
Hard to be friendly with women seen too many niggas
So I keep my circle small, you need
Never too much friends, what is your
I to God, times is hard, but they're getting better
Tryna enjoy moment, but see we so competitive
Gubana made the level, and I never missed a
But still my hunger's like a fucking model at a
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
Getting high, by, watching time fly
Tell my niggas, I'ma get 'em if gon' ride
Young, wild nigga living the
I'm not who I'm destined to be
They saying, "Grow up"

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

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

I pray my girl don't turn to my mother yet
But in fact I do, I by boo to keep my shit in check
And shit get when 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 simply to pass
And on top it's lonely so keep your homies right by your
And if life is short then we'll be the shorts of the Fab
Severed with any nigga who covet mine
And all the got me looking ugly in momma's eyes
But I gotta do it, these niggas provocative music
And as a youth momma worked too much to have an
and music, a bunch of bitches acting too foolish
You gotta be stupid, Tim Allen had him a tooly
high, sitting down, thinking out loud
It's a shame niggas lame, but I'mma it down
Let my bread roll, never let my go
That's why I let these grow, I'll never fit your fucking crown
Getting high, by, watching time fly
Tell these niggas I'mma get 'em other time
Young, wild niggas sit in seat
every weekend every liquor for free
[?] believe, [?] bitch, I sow I reap
Double M genius, these bitches so deep
I make these niggas' opinion on younger lyricists weak
Put my in the rdio and you missin' the beat
I'm out, in every avenue, I'm good in the streets
Outstanding, shitting on niggas, but you sit you pee
up

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

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