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

Sipping wine, sipping wine, cause my Henny
Hard to be friendly women who've seen too many niggas
So I keep my small, you need reduction
Never too much friends, is your circumference?
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 never missed a
But still my hunger's like a fucking at a buffet
I'm with these broads who in love, ain't seen any better
But dollar signs never mind, and he keep a
And if my could speak, it would talk to freaks
And leave the room when a try to sleep with 'em
high, getting by, watching time fly
Tell my niggas, get 'em if they gon' ride
Young, wild nigga living the
I'm not who I'm destined to be
They saying, "Grow up"

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

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

I pray my girl don't turn to my baby yet
But in fact I do, I need by boo to keep my shit in
And shit get easier when dreams of chasing
Get realized, and ain't no team invading set
Getting high, by as my mind fly
Just bought my homie a Roley simply to pass
And on top it's lonely so keep homies right by your side
And if life is short then we'll be the 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, niggas need provocative music
And as a youth momma too much to have an influence
Rapping and music, a bunch of bitches too foolish
You gotta be stupid, Tim Allen had him a tooly
high, sitting down, thinking out loud
It's a shame lame, but I'mma hold it down
Let my bread roll, let my friends go
That's why I let these grow, I'll never fit your fucking crown
Getting high, by, watching time fly
these niggas 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, these bitches so deep
I make these opinion on younger lyricists consistently weak
Put my cardio in the rdio and you missin' the
I'm out, in every avenue, I'm good in the streets
Outstanding, on niggas, but you sit when you pee
up

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

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