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

Sipping wine, sipping wine, cause my finished
Hard to be friendly with women who've too many niggas
So I keep my circle small, you reduction
Never too much friends, what is your
I to God, times is hard, but they're getting better
Tryna 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 broads who in love, they ain't seen any better
But dollar signs never mind, and he a zero
And if my heart speak, it would 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 gon' ride
Young, wild living the dream
Although I'm not who I'm to be
They saying, "Grow up"

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

Been on this long accumulating luggage
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 fact I do, I by boo to keep my shit in check
And shit get easier when of chasing respect
Get realized, and ain't no team invading set
Getting high, getting by as my fly
Just my homie a Roley simply to pass time
And on top lonely so keep your homies right by your side
And if is short then we'll be the shorts of the Fab Five
Severed with any nigga who covet mine
And all the stunting got me ugly in momma's eyes
But I do it, these niggas need provocative music
And as a youth momma worked too much to have an
Rapping and music, a bunch of bitches too foolish
You gotta be stupid, Tim Allen had him a tooly
Getting high, down, thinking out loud
It's a shame niggas lame, but I'mma it down
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, time fly
Tell these niggas I'mma get 'em other time
Young, wild niggas sit in seat
Know every weekend liquor for free
[?] believe, [?] bitch, I sow I reap
Double M genius, these bitches so deep
I make these niggas' on younger lyricists consistently weak
Put my cardio in the and you missin' the beat
I'm out, standing in every avenue, I'm good in the
Outstanding, on niggas, but you sit when you pee
up

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

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