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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, sipping wine, my Henny finished
Hard to be friendly with women seen too many niggas
So I keep my circle small, you reduction
Never too friends, what is your circumference?
I swear to God, is hard, but they're getting better
enjoy every moment, but see we so competitive
Gubana made the level, and I never a supper
But still my like a fucking model at a buffet
I'm with these broads who in love, they seen any better
But dollar signs mind, and he keep a zero
And if my heart speak, it would talk to freaks
And leave the when 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 living the dream
I'm not who I'm destined to be
They saying, "Grow up"

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

Been on this long road accumulating
As time proceeds, preoccupied with
I think it's 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 easier when dreams of chasing
Get realized, and ain't no invading 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 your homies right by your side
And if life is short then we'll be the shorts of the Fab
Severed ties any nigga who covet mine
And all the got me looking ugly in momma's eyes
But I gotta do it, these niggas need music
And as a youth momma worked too to have an influence
Rapping and music, a bunch of bitches too foolish
You gotta be stupid, even Tim Allen had him a
Getting high, sitting down, out loud
a shame niggas lame, but I'mma hold it down
Let my roll, never let my friends go
That's why I let these dreads grow, I'll never fit fucking crown
Getting high, by, watching time fly
Tell these I'mma get 'em every other time
Young, wild niggas sit in your
Know weekend every liquor for free
[?] believe, [?] bitch, I sow I reap
Double M genius, make these bitches so
I make these niggas' opinion on younger lyricists consistently
Put my in the rdio and you missin' the beat
I'm out, standing in every avenue, I'm good in the
Outstanding, shitting on niggas, but you sit you pee
up

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

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