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Yeah, I haven't written a song like this in a minute
I hope you listen
Growing up, I had to make some haste decisions where
I posted up and looked me face to face up in the mirror
My mama told me, you ain't paid, you lazy, sitting there
I told her I've been studying what makes and breaks millionaire
Haters hate, I'm still aware, I'm paper chasing, didn't care
Patience paved the way, so now it's state to state I spit and flare
I'm villainous, killing them
I always been rebellious
I know shooters who can leave holes where your belly is
Roll with them fellas, carry poles when we airing it
Known as the ARCHITEC of sculptures and pyramids
So don't interfere with it
Cause the scope's like paralysis
No sleep, I feel so weak for real
I roll reefer till my whole week's fulfilled
I don't need to medicate, I just need to meditate
Smoking on a spliff and now I'm lifting up them heavy weights
Shoulders full of chips, they got their vision on me every play
Fallen off a cliff, reincarnated into heavy gates
I tried to speak to god until my voice echoed
All I did was nod and changed the noise threshold
Cause I engineered this shit, and I'm pioneering this
I kept my engine clear of shit, and now we flying really quick
Now I'm bout to take off, I see em lying through they teeth
Why you showing fake love, now I'm shining with his beam?
Was declining self esteem, now it's rising like a phoenix
I've been grinding every week, you behind cause you a sheep
Got the farm and the land, and the palm on my hands
I'm a star when I rap, I hope my mom understands
This is karma revenge, in a form of success
I was born with neglect, now shawties all on my dick
I wrote this poem on my chest
I wrote this poem on my chest
This to my father, I miss him
I know he got a lot of regrets
It's just the product of sinning
Left a scar on our neck, and it was drawing attention
I'm getting guap every step, saw my trauma is testers
No sleep, I feel so weak for real
I roll reefer till my homies fufilled
And I was chosen for this shit, that's why I never written resumes
Smoking on his splifd, and now I'm lifting up them heavy weights
Shoulders full of chips, they got their vision on me every play
Fallen off a cliff, reincarnated into heavy gates
Tried to speak to god until my voice echoed
All I did was nod and changed the noise threshold