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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

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 reduction
Never too much friends, what is circumference?
I swear to God, times is hard, but getting better
enjoy every moment, but see we so competitive
Gubana made the level, and I never 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 heart could speak, it talk to freaks
And leave the room when a nigga try to with 'em
Getting high, getting by, 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 time I of nothing

Been on this long road accumulating
As proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's 'bout time I sing of

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 when dreams of respect
Get realized, and no team invading 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 keep your homies right by side
And if life is then 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 momma's
But I gotta do it, these niggas need music
And as a youth momma worked too much to have an
Rapping and music, a bunch of acting too foolish
You gotta be stupid, Tim Allen had him a tooly
Getting high, sitting down, out loud
It's a shame niggas lame, but I'mma hold it
Let my bread roll, let my friends go
why I let these dreads grow, I'll never fit your fucking crown
Getting high, by, watching time fly
Tell these niggas I'mma get 'em every other
Young, niggas sit in your seat
every weekend every liquor for free
[?] believe, [?] bitch, I sow what I
Double M genius, these bitches so deep
I make these niggas' on younger lyricists consistently weak
Put my cardio in the rdio and you missin' the
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 this road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, with everything
I think it's 'bout time I sing of

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