P I T P

I put a lotta passion in
This pen y'all niggas weak

A lotta niggas passin'
Nowadays like Tom B

23 another king lay in the street
Destined for a crypt leaking B L double O D

Been sober hungry
Watching these full niggas O D

You can't compensate your demons
And I put that shit on me that

They'll put that shit in you
And you can't claim you're free

When your soul is a prostitute
How you let them control you

But I digress

This that broke nigga talk
Cause y'all know money equal wisdom

So I gotta make it walk
To lower your defenses

Going back to what I lost
Was my greatest intervention

I took needles to the heart
It's more than blood that's in my system

Oh yea

Swing lo' sweet chariot
I am home

I made my bed before I left
I'm disciplined to the bone

To take me out my focus is like
Running in my home

It's not on par with a stadium but
They hole in one ya dome

With that hmm arm
If it's egregious enough

They sliding Schlitterbahn
Im not a gangsta

So I never had to tag along
They packed for days

When them trips
Was like an hour long

Because that road gon' take a toll
If you ain't moving strong

Rivers rough
We paddled on

The fight was tough
We battled on

Without tickets
We traveled on

Mmmh

No excuses when
There's a rising sun

Early rise I live long
Uma get it till it's all gone

And uma light it up
It's therapeutic

Rice the Ruler
Uma rule it

Another day
I get to do it

I said I light it up
It's therapeutic

Rice the Ruler
Uma rule it

Another day
I get to do it

Bang



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Rice
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