Lost
Gotta burn in hell to shine in heaven (Yea Yea Yea Yea)
I can taste the air as I inhale it (Yea Yea Yea)
I'm in control of my possessions
This mob nigga touch ya soul through these expressions (Yes I Do)
They tryna stop the godly glow how can I ever let em (How Can I Ever Let Em)
Lock me up and make me a target I know they threatened (I Know They Threathned)
I learned my lessons
They try to test me
Turn up the pressure
Blood of my blood flesh of my flesh
They love to talk but this shit I do the best (This Shit I Do The Best Yes)
I speak knowledge that I lived with this music
Ima realist that's the realest ain't none to it (Aint None To It)
Code omertà shit I b Movin n groovin (I Be Getting It)
If they sleepin on a playa keep em snoozin (Kill Em All)
Walkup in the spot nd have the baddest bitch choosin
She love my style she love my vibe she love the way I do it
Ask about me outta state the love the way I move it (Yes They Do)
The way I'm getting loot you'd think a nigga looting
I was a broke nigga til the new me met the real me (Fr)
Came wit the remedy kill any sound in the industry (Fr)
I gave up the streets when I realized what's beneath my feet (Fr)
The extra pluses from a young age switch of structure (What)
It took me under now I'm back up that's a hustle (Yes It Did)
I told the world that ima make em feel my struggle (You Know I am Yea)
It ain't no better Nd it ain't no less that's how I love you (Thats How My Love Work)
I'm the Jesus that's presenting this last supper (Fr)
But With a better ending I should be a politician
Apocalyptic manifesting until we non existent (That's What We Doing)
I hope to feed the generations over and under me
This American thug shit my ten toes bleed
I put my soul on the line for humanity
Show my skeletons now so I can die in peace
How can you want everything right if you never felt what it's like to have nothing left
Why waste your time
Protect your soul & your mind
Life ain't that blind
Open your eyes
Oooooo, oohhh daddy, what you want me to say
Turf cash productions, ooooohh, there, laughs... laughing...
I can taste the air as I inhale it (Yea Yea Yea)
I'm in control of my possessions
This mob nigga touch ya soul through these expressions (Yes I Do)
They tryna stop the godly glow how can I ever let em (How Can I Ever Let Em)
Lock me up and make me a target I know they threatened (I Know They Threathned)
I learned my lessons
They try to test me
Turn up the pressure
Blood of my blood flesh of my flesh
They love to talk but this shit I do the best (This Shit I Do The Best Yes)
I speak knowledge that I lived with this music
Ima realist that's the realest ain't none to it (Aint None To It)
Code omertà shit I b Movin n groovin (I Be Getting It)
If they sleepin on a playa keep em snoozin (Kill Em All)
Walkup in the spot nd have the baddest bitch choosin
She love my style she love my vibe she love the way I do it
Ask about me outta state the love the way I move it (Yes They Do)
The way I'm getting loot you'd think a nigga looting
I was a broke nigga til the new me met the real me (Fr)
Came wit the remedy kill any sound in the industry (Fr)
I gave up the streets when I realized what's beneath my feet (Fr)
The extra pluses from a young age switch of structure (What)
It took me under now I'm back up that's a hustle (Yes It Did)
I told the world that ima make em feel my struggle (You Know I am Yea)
It ain't no better Nd it ain't no less that's how I love you (Thats How My Love Work)
I'm the Jesus that's presenting this last supper (Fr)
But With a better ending I should be a politician
Apocalyptic manifesting until we non existent (That's What We Doing)
I hope to feed the generations over and under me
This American thug shit my ten toes bleed
I put my soul on the line for humanity
Show my skeletons now so I can die in peace
How can you want everything right if you never felt what it's like to have nothing left
Why waste your time
Protect your soul & your mind
Life ain't that blind
Open your eyes
Oooooo, oohhh daddy, what you want me to say
Turf cash productions, ooooohh, there, laughs... laughing...
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