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

Sipping wine, sipping wine, cause my Henny
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 swear to God, times is hard, but they're getting
Tryna enjoy every moment, but see we so
Gubana made the level, and I missed a supper
But still my hunger's a fucking model at a buffet
I'm these broads 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 try to sleep with 'em
Getting high, getting by, time fly
my niggas, I'ma get 'em if they gon' ride
Young, wild nigga the dream
Although I'm not who I'm to be
keep saying, "Grow up"

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

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

I pray my don't turn to my baby mother yet
But in fact I do, I by boo to keep my shit in check
And shit get easier when dreams of 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 time
And on top it's lonely so keep homies right by your side
And if life is short then be the shorts of the Fab Five
Severed ties with any nigga who mine
And all the stunting got me looking in momma's eyes
But I gotta do it, these niggas need provocative
And as a youth momma worked too much to an influence
Rapping and music, a bunch of acting too foolish
You gotta be stupid, even Tim had him a tooly
Getting high, sitting down, thinking out
It's a shame niggas lame, but I'mma hold it
Let my bread roll, let my friends go
That's why I let these dreads grow, I'll never fit your fucking
Getting high, getting by, watching fly
Tell these niggas I'mma get 'em other time
Young, niggas sit in your seat
Know every weekend every liquor for
[?] believe, [?] bitch, I sow what I
Double M genius, these bitches so deep
I make these niggas' opinion on lyricists consistently weak
Put my cardio in the rdio and you missin' the
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 accumulating luggage
As proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's time I sing of nothing

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