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lyrics

Coulda died a few years ago
With a bullet in my cranial
Saw the hate glowing in they eyes
Bout to leave my mama traumatized, drama don't apologize
Feeling Ras Kass-y, Eldridge Cleaver, soul on ice
Love is hidden but the hate knowing no disguise
Why the world keep trying to get us out, pushing
We just trying to pop bottles on a couch cushion
Laugh and joke around, roll up and blow a cloud
Homies that hold me down and hoes that wanna know me now
Just tell em my name Popeye, blow me down
Lord, coat my brows with the golden crown
Hang it low '01 Jay Z style
This the blueprint, no sequel, just choke it down
We became men only knowing the streets
Letting experience teach to get the reach

Them young chi niggas back to business
Stack the bread relentless, the flow stupendous
Twinkies on the big body 600 Benz
Niggas is unfocused adjust ya lenses
The lames mad at me cuz they chick stay choosin'
Ya need to mind ya own that's why niggas is losin'
The type of nigga that make common sense confusing
The chains on my neck make a optical illusion
West side til the death of me, I'm in my glow now
She rockin' K-Swiss, then she prolly a bustdown
Niggas ain't throwin' fists they just pickin' up guns now
Hustlas throwing white in the street like snowplow
You can't be on the team if u lack the vision
I wanna lead u the promise land man on a mission
Yahweh don't spit bars I spit prisons
Talk greasy u end up wit ya whole jaw missin'

The most known unknown, sometimes I wanna leave home
Get a Jersey zip-code like Ye' and be on
Blow up like he did it and critics call me obnoxious
How you handle fame when the feelin' reframe from the cockpits
Metaphor, the heavens, the Watch List
The fear is preposterous, these scars affecting Mufasa's
Lying (lion) kings saying they cool, fools gold
Fooling they own soul, depression they fish-bowl
Who the enemy?
Love thyself beyond the fashion and Hennesy
Love thyself beyond the cash and the trilogy
Sleeping with hoes who never know they part of polygamy
Speak the Gospel, set you free
Tears pouring piling up, Chesapeake Bay
Let the masterpiece play, we don't care what y'all say
So it's pedal to the medal before the medal would kill me
Never leave and settle for something that kill the real me

The heir to a throne built from the ground up
A kingpin (pen) with the ink tilting my crown
To think I've been on the brink of dropping a jewel or (jeweler)
Two or fewer
Just shedding light
Hard to say goodbye but to try is easy (Eazy) as Eric Wright
Heir about myself is like entitled to an entire
Empire
Spit fire
I don't get tired when I'm inspired
Used to getting wired when in dire need
The irony of Iron Man
Fighting for the life of me
And I can see the finish
Line of scrimmage
Ain't a game at all
Instead of blaming God
Trained to brawl (bra)
Quick to raise the bar
Say it with my chest and let you feel it if you're real enough
Still in the cut
Just to get the feeling of a million bucks
If time is money
In a rush
Hustle in a hour flat
Peep the story
People sleeping on me
Took a power nap
Heat was on me
Beef to keep me hungry
Now I'm bouncing back
Demons off the leash
To keep them off of me
Counteract
And on account of that
More to me it means to counting stacks
Sacrifice and passion of Christ
Speak of my style of rap
So how is that I raise hell
Can't tell
Heaven knows
Loud pack
Taking L's (El's)
Brain cells (sells)
Hella smoke

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from N​.​R​.​F​.​S., released November 19, 2021
Produced by F.A.B.L.E.

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