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Dreams fulfilled, gave us room to build Strong climb made more time for wounds to I can see the sun, been blessed to be the one Set free to run, same moms, new seed to come
lungs, through the sonogram see the thumb So regardless, male or female, love one G's and tons branched out, the ranch house To Martin, needed some space to plot my plans out
Speak of life, still rock low, plus the sneaker Be for kites pushin' a stick make you through life See sites, gun shots, used to run spots Slung rocks, nearly got rich off of one
Saw the light, caught a case, couldn't to fight Lawyer white, had to cop out or face more than Poison bites, my brain, flyin' flames Tryin' to change, trapped between kinda strange
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Yo, it's either or, to by girl, Lee Rahol G's galore, Christian Dior, believe in war Need some more currency, observin' me Third degree, tryin' to see billions before they me
Thoroughly thoughts react, let the mack Across catch me in Haiti, ridin' horse back Seek religion, study life, to see the vision Weeks in prison I'll a wise man peep his livin'
decisions, analyze, scope the game, With hopes to before the stress overdose the brain Most remain shock waves, I rock stage through the Haze Under Palm Trees, lye for days
Liver ways, cold chillin', old villan, for buildin' Sittin' back, controlin' right or wrong? Shorter days, nights is long Keep ya cipher strong, in case, it be on
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So what's the remedy, from bein' invaded by enemy me, had a cold heart since infancy Below freezin', to flip for no reason Now beyond that, learned to relax, master breathin'
Blowin' hundreds, spendin' paper's so I'm it, most large niggas over and done with No one to run with, just a few from the old Ocean cruise, lain' soakin' the blues
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