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(Back to life, back to reality)
(Back to life, back to reality)

They say the strange faith, the boss running this thing way
Still I got make the advance count my cheese cake
Dark sides, it's my free play
I'm interning for my barber, get your free fade
Oh wait
Tell me where we at though
I'm looking through the windows of your soul, I don't back though
I lost some good men 'cause they couldn't see the back door
We black, bearing arms now, keep it in the satchel
Page, all this hating on me isn't natural
But God gave me this, an atheist can see the passion
And y'all niggas lame, hydroplaning with the crash out
But everything a lot, so
Bring everything, everything

(Back to life, back to reality)
In the belly of the (back to life, back to reality)
In the belly of the beast (back to life, back to reality)
In the belly of the- (back to life, back to reality)
(Boy, ain't no way, boy)
(Boy, ain't no fuckin' way, boy)

Yeah
We celebratin' want opposition, ain't optimistic
God is good but I often questionin' when he listen
The hate is bigger than me, the weight is bigger than me
They crashing out, I feel like I'm at Talladega winning
Chocolate city we suppose to be good
Never thought I'll (?)
Happy canvassing the neighborhoods I'll never
Take advantage of his patron
As a patient they are plays
To be a phantom of nan under the bandages
Examine 'til he vanishes
I don't feel a social pull to
Show the wolves where grandma lives
I find deliverance from evil either
In a sedentary binge
Or spring interning with the cemetery winds
No stacked sash or accolades from authority
The backstory gets all back-into-a-corner-y
Abuses in the feeding tube
That circle back to eat at you
Bacteria that tip the hat
Adversity that gleam the cube
It's tit for tat with slippery
Aristocrats who pity cops
And brilliant rats who find the grit to
Slip out of the Skinner box
The moat's supposed to keep the rivals out
The calls are coming from inside the house

I should nail boards to the back door
I should feed squirrels from my hand more
I want to meet the maker in
A proper suit and shoes i'm lying
Let 'em find the body with the loot removed
It's no thing
To me, ya'll just sound like a couple of High Whities
You had to be on mad coke and XTC,
To think for a second, you can stand next to me
Look, don't ever again mention my name in ya freestyles
Or I cut off ya transmission faster than Lee Miles
And I heard ya album, this must be something you're new at
'Cause I rather hear a Lil' Wayne/Lil' Zane duet
My cellphone stay ringin', like a slap in the ear
So I hope y'all don't plan on making rap a career
Cause ever since Heav' was in Vernon I been burnin'
Next year, y'all be up in Rawkus, interning
And I shoulda let it known what your government names are
To make sure you +Take It Personal+ like Gang Starr, motherfuckers

"I got one lyric, pointed at your head for start
Another one, is pointed at your weak ass heart" -> Guru
And that go for any other so called rapcats, in the game
"Pay homage, respect" -> Nas
"Acknowledge the rep" -> Nas
"Another fake jack I slay with my spectac' rap display" -> Guru
And believe me, I ain't forget about him, naw
"Pay homage, respect" -> Nas
Nope..
She so irresponsible
This dope is not refundable
Push start is malfunctional
But I got this automatic semi that's conjunctional
She make me feel wonderful
This rocket ship relaunchable

Don't interupt my conversation
Cash money operation
We don't fill out applications

Just talked to my travel agent
Cap and gown no graduation
GPS my navigation

Turn it turn it turn it turn it turn it
If she gone leave with me she aint returning
She do paper work for me like she interning
But ain't no tracking numbers to confirm it

I might buy a bag and that's concerning
No installments don't affirm it
She give head like she determined

I don't judge no discernment
I get bread because I earned it
This is platinum it ain't sterling

Aint' that logical
Flavors I got tropical
She think they taste like popsicles

If I spin yo block again you might think it's an obstacle
The safe you got unlockable
Break in he like impossible

Anything is possible
Dripping like rewashable
The whip I got rechargeable

Xanex in a sprite I let it sit now it's dissolvable
Her attitude's remarkable
The coupe I'm in reparkable

Turn it turn it turn it turn it turn it
If she gone leave with me it's no returning
Paper work for me like she interning
But ain't no tracking numbers to confirm it

Presidential suite I got picked up in a Excursion
She know I'm the plug she don't call we meet in person
She like giving head just for practice we rehearsing
Email my receipt for the transaction on this purchase

Push started my lambo with no key I ain't insert it
Back seat of the Mayback I got Louis on my curtains
Pulled up on a thottie with some tracks I had to curve it
Lean it got me tweaking when I'm driving got me swerving

I seen her only fans I paid her cash is wasn't worth it
So you gone have to send my money back you don't deserve it
Vacuum sealed a pound of dope and froze it to preserve it
And no you can not take a seat with me less you reserve it

Turn it turn it turn it turn it turn it
If she gone leave with me she aint returning
She do paper work for me like she interning
But ain't no tracking numbers to confirm it

Turn it turn it turn it turn it turn it
If she gone leave with me she aint returning
She do paper work for me like she interning
But ain't no tracking numbers to confirm it
I'm lighting up an 8th and it's ten past ten
Interning with faith, that's the right turn
Whatever

Jump in the front, let's ride
Interning at faith but I just got hired
360 with God and I can't get fired
Hot boy but I'm cold standing in the blue fire
Prada from the neck down, don't bother
Deep inside a dream, I saw shapes of wet water
(And I felt some type of way)

Lusi on the track right, get your track right
We pull up on BMX bikes like the Fab 5
So I walked up in the mall right, did the swipe, swipe
Then I gave away my Moncler in the sacrifice
It's kinda funny 'cause you're so mad and IDGAF
I just wanna have fun
Switching styles up with the season
Need no reason to, I just do whatever I like
Too many times they tried to do me dirty
Make me feel like I'm not worthy of what I've got
You've gotta keep a very calm composure
Strong and sober, I'll do whatever I like

Three, three, three, three, three, three, three, three
Let me know what it's gonna be
Three, three, three, three, three, three, three, three
Better push up on me
For free, for free, for free, for free
I'll teach you how you gotta be
I should've never went to school
I should've been the one to teach
Made it from the kids league to the big finals
It's the nine fold path, noblest striver
If I win I'm gonna get out of the rebirth cycle
I'm gonna hit it out the park and then I'm gonna go higher

But sometimes I lost my focus
Love doesn't
And it's never just that easy
No, I don't trust it
No, but I know what I know
I know what I know (Yeah, I know)
I know what I know (Yeah, I know)
I know what I know (Uh-uh)
No, I know what I know

Jump in the front, let's ride
Interning with faith but I just got hired
360 with god and I can't get fired
Hot boy but I'm cold standing in the blue fire
Prada from the neck down, don't bother
Deep inside a dream, I saw shapes of wet water
And I felt some type of way

I know what I know (I know what I know)
I know what I know (I know what I know)
I know what I know (I know what I know)
No, I know what I know
And if you scared, get a dog
(Shut up when I'm talkin' to you)

Yapple Dapple, rappers like crabs in a barrel
Get trapped and blanched and snap crackled
I’m Ginsberg interning at the Magic Castle
I’m Bob Ross, happy accidents and rad afro
Back and a tad wacko
In laughably bad graphics
The class act travel in batches of Mad Max’s
And savages who still haven’t changed
Out of their pajamas
Luckily I never show up on your cameras
It’s bananas
I sit and meditate until the answer come
Sand is back and teaching rappers
How to spell chrysanthemum
From holding hands wit cats that
Barely know the half
I barely even knew the half of em
But keep the valentine's day homecourt
Sonic catcalls from the steps, Jah bless
Bacon and eggs for cooler heads
Hedging my bets
Force of habit had me almost care
But I nipped it in the bud
And now I'm almost there

So it appears we do not get along say what?
Wow, man, what a fucking trip
What a fucking trip
You see, I made this project so I can really reflect
On myself and see how I wanted to move on

Creatively and artistically
I also created this project so I could just have one home
To walk into and just see all the rooms
That I once slept in

But damn, yo, you know what I'm saying
Seeing yourself progress in life and mature and grow
It's surreal
You know what I'm saying

It's very surreal
And I just thank everybody that took the time out of the day
To listen to me, took the time out of the day
To learn my story, grow through this journey

Even to the people that I've fucked with since day one
That have fucked with me
I really appreciate y'all
I really do

Right now, I'm sitting in a bathroom
Talking to myself in this mirror upstairs
From the place I'm interning at
And I just had to do this, you know what I'm saying

I had to take my time out to really put this together
Because I just want to bring value to this world
You know what I'm saying
I want people that are like me, that are like us

To really find their own voice
To feel like they're not alone
To feel like they can relate to someone
And for people who aren't, I just want to entertain them

You know what I'm saying
Have them something to escape the realities of life
Yeah, man, I gotta get back to my internship and shit
You know what I'm saying

I've been in this bathroom for like 30 minutes
Talking to myself
But once again, on behalf of me and Spiritless
And Spiritless Sounds, and Spiritless Studios

And everything else I'm gonna create and have created
And everything, just everything, you know what I'm saying
Thank you
So without further ado, goodbye
How times have now changed
초심을 잃었다고는 하지마, who could forever be a boy - JJAX
I'm sick of sending all the demo tapes
이 스토린 내 대본에 없었거든
난 대번에 뜨는 꿈을 꿨지
A chevrolet and rolex at age 23
Consolation ain't okay if you can't relate and feel my pain
Sorry mother, 'cause we gotta forfeit all the money, honor, interning offers, or being scholars, fxxxing lawyers
Can you hear me?
Twisted and bitter from 시기
Since 22, we've been kicking sheets with this irritation and distance within me, you feel?
Since a youth traumatized through my life events
Trying to make change i'm really adding up the cents
They never let me shine that's word to melatonin
They knew me from 106
Back then I was interning for Solomon
Fire-starter MP now he hotter than now I can't imagine
Going back to the old wears them old fabrics
Same shit a different day I don't buy that saying
Been on some new shit daily nah I ain't playing
I'm the host of the show call me the game master
I really started this shit these niggas came after
I did favors I regret it made me so savage
I got em saying Getcha like it's a new language (Get Ya Papers Up)
Never really liked the water but Ima need the boat
So I could hit the yacht club and tell conceited jokes
When you the realest in the room you could see the hoax
All we rolling up is ZA cuz we need to smoke
Took the whip from the garage for the weed run
I'm stressed need a massage dodging speed bumps
I'm scoring at will, shooting from the logo
Left my job to do this rap shit they say i'm loco
They rather see me miserable and fall off considerable
The shit I read in the comments over the years it made me cynical
But what's left, I'm writing like i'm writing for my last breath
I used spin vinyl, Muhfucka
I'm a damn vet
Chea
And it's the final like the last test
And we the flyest when we damn breast
Uh yeah i'm the damn best
Get ya papers up call my publicists
Chasing bags just to light the wrists
Chea
Got me thinking I'm a narcissist
Throw it in the bag i'm copping all of this
Top 5 Entertainment
Let me turn off the lights for this one
I been workin' so damn hard for you, girl
I been working so damn h-
Girl girl
I been working so damn hard for you, yeah girl
You don't even know, I got so much I could really offer you
Wooo, girl I would give it all to you
See giiiirrrrl, I been waiting so damn long for you
Girl, let me know what's going on with you
Can't get you off my mind and just to kill the time giiiirrrrl
Damn, I went and wrote a song for you
Listen, I been thinkin' to myself got me thinkin' something wrong with me
Yeah, shit, uh, past nights I been all on yo' line, damn
I just wanna know what's going on with you, uh
You been up in Portland interning and I been at the crib soul searching
Yeah, yeah
Damn, I'm the type to hit you up, text yo' ass ‘is you up?'
I was in the house like Milhouse 
You're my lease on life lil Lisa 
If it’s destined in the stars 
Imma meet ya 
Pull up at 6 
Imma link ya 
Who the realist when the chips down 
Hope we don’t ever have to know 
Know some niggas who part time clowns 
2025 it’s okay if niggas hoes 
I was interning with niggas hoes 
Just to put some on the resume 
I was listening to sade the other day 
Shed a tear on the interstate 
Sipping on crown like an old head 
Shorty gon' pit stop like moped 
Baby you in good hands check the link in my bio 
Shorty did some only fans it ain’t static to my audio 
Know some good neck down in San Antonio 
I don’t give a fuck about much 
Niggas tripping tryna be rich
How 'bout a look in your soul 

Slow down 
What you gotta speed for 
If you hit the asphalt 
You gon' bleed more 

Slow down 
What you gotta speed for 
If you hit the asphalt 
You gon' bleed more 

Slow down 
What you gotta speed for 
If you hit the asphalt 
You gon' bleed more
Yo talent doesn't make you a superstar
I done seen a million artist come
And a million go
I done seen one hit wonders go missing so many times
It'll make a scientist to believe in ghost
Jeezy signed my hoody and he told me keep hustlin
Then I met TI
Just A rapper chasing his dreams
Honored to meet ya
Always knew that one day
We would meet again
Funny how the tables spin
Shoutout to the DJs who be playing this
Back to the tracks
I would rap
When I trap
Round the map
In a cap
That was black
Get in my bag
With a bag
Book bag
On my back
Full of tracks
Yes I really did that
I kept going going
And knowing
Knowledge is flowing
Interning serving and opening stages
Jesus in motion
A poet potently penning my soul
On canvas as noted notes
I was taking in studios
After cleaning the toilet stool
If you ain't neva seen a Christian in the mainstream
Yo eyes been closed cause we made memories of daydreams
When Jesus died
He pushed darkness to the side
So you artists that be lying
Better repent for them lines
That you sold
To the children
Who ain't never have they
Mom's or they pops praying with em
So they grew up thinking
God was just optional
I been in the studio
With all the biggest rappers
And I realized that the money
And the fame still doesn't matter
We all got twenty four hours and we all gone die
And yo Instagram followers don't equal changed lives
Big stages
Blessed to be on big stages in big cities
But it seemed like God moved the most when stages was itty bitty
No lights no smoke and the sign was all gritty
Most folk would go to the crowd about fifty
It don't matter because I feel Jesus in the environment
This ain't a gig my homie it's an assignment
And I know the devil aiming at me
But he can't hit me
And all these blessings raining on me
Cause God is with me
I remember one time I was true to form
Did a show for two little kids in a thunder storm
I remember when the rain started pouring down
I'm like if y'all ain't leaving
Then I'm throwing down
I started rocking and the rain wasn't easing up
I was determined to finish and wasn't giving up
I did an hour
Didn't even get paid
But I do remember two kids got saved
That's why I do it bro
I remember
Lookin at rappers like a father figure
I had a dad but still it takes a village
So I'm at my neighbors house
We Ain't blood
But somehow we relate to Jigga
Every word he spit
We say it with him
That's why I'm standing on the stage I built in 1999
Cause when I gave my life to God
He start performing in my heart
So as I grew I knew
My mission to save souls
Ain't bout no brand
Started building on that Rock
Cause I Ain't gone build my stage on sand
The lights that you see
Reflecting my jewelry piece
Is really just Jesus the King
Shining and glowing through me
Down to the words that I speak
That kids and they parents repeat
Y'all know I be quoting the Word
This Prophet be rapping on keys
The stage is just a platform
Ima preach with or without one
With no income
Still make outcome
Ima hustla
You bout none
I dedicate this song to all the years
They wouldn't put me on they stage
Used to love to shake they head
Now they hate I'm in they face
Big Stages
I almost slapped yo favorite rapper
When he disrespected me after
I served him with smile and laughter
Revenge ain't nothin I'm after
I took notes
Parallel parked cars with no tip
Errand boy
Drivin on E
Paid for my own trip
To get you what you need
In a record time
I'm drivin my daddy benz
A star you can bet I shine
My boss said I'm the best intern that they ever seen
Maybe cause like Jesus I'm a servant before I'm King
The embarrassing things I endured
God used to mature
Me
From back doors
To walking through front doors
See
I ain't one to complain
About how far I done came
Well Maybe back in the day
But now I'm grateful for Grace
Every door that was slammed
Made me just who I am
Every sound engineer
Erased the voice that you hear
Every weapon that formed
Every show I performed
Every stage I get on
He's Who I'm standing on
This is bigger than the set you claim
Or the rep you gained
Or your dead homies
Cased in a frame
There's a war going on outside
That you can't win
You can't see it
Cause your light from with in
Is turned down
Everybody claiming king
But there's only one crown
Servants riding high
And the princes walk the ground
My town is bleeding
Red fluid
Seven shots to the canvas
Opps drew it
I hate to paint
A bloody picture
But gotta lay it on straight
With a chase of liquor
Punch drunk
Speaking sober thoughts
A soul can't be sold
That's already bought
Price is paid
And the blood is shed
Repay Him with respect
When you bow your head
Lost sheep
In the wilderness
These pills got the youth numb
They ain't feeling it

The weed keep em in a fog
They ain't seeing it
Streets hot
A cold world don't wanna be in it
Wonder why these kids
Don't value life
It's hard to see the truth
When you can't see the light
Pain hurts
And the thirst realer
To be the king of popping
Got em living Thriller
The dead walk
Amongst these dead bodies
Ain't nobody throwing hands
But be catching bodies
Wrist flicking
Keep the pot turning
Fellow servant not a boss
I'm just interning
Over time
But I'm underpaid
I was born a king
Living like a slave
If I don't know a thing
Know I gotta tell my kings
To endure and lay your treasures Up in heaven
Purify your hearts
And put off the old man
Cause it's time for us to purge
All the leaven
I already know there won't be enough space, but I hope everything I need to tell you reaches you

I'll easily find your address sweet kid 'cuz I get these pictures of you in my heart and now I get to pitch this to you finally I don't have to speak quickly
I pen you this and my eyes do stream with tears here that truly fill the ground and I end up drowning in 'em and they do seem to be frowning at me
Do these feelings make me submerge into the person we were and I keep this memory of you as if I were you still
Now it feels like I'm interning at the current life but I'd wanna turn into you I want you to burst into my present work in my turf and you could make me feel the pure happiness again not only in the surface the
Truth is that how to forget you I don't know
I don't know whether it's right or it's wrong though
'Cuz I've grown attached to it so now hold on don't go yet
It's not a goodbye with this song yo
Do I gotta follow the fate or should I have faith or I will fade in my sorrows
I don't gotta fall though or go insane or drop rain or faint with my thoughts no
You can't imagine many times I stop to think that everything we've done's not enough
And then I gotta admit that my management has been lacking in guts
Sorry I didn't let you reach your full potential
But I know you know it wasn't intentional
Feels like it would've been sensational but our life started with a hint of tension and then shunned
Showing us the ways to face this bitch
There's no time to waste or wasted experience
So promise me that every stupid thing we've done'll serve a purpose but we'll leave it in the past and we gon' save it in us cuz I love you not your fault so don't blame me
Though in a period I ain't been me
It wasn't you but still together since '96

I'm sending these letters to the parts of me and even though it's hard to feel what I'm getting here but in myself I wanna believe you are the ones I want to reach

I've never really had a proper conversation with you before so I'm writing to you now to start a connection between us and then you can form ( a tough bond)
I apologize that I have created this confusing storm
And I think you're wondering what we have used it for
I started to change this uniform just do it more the ruthless course must be changed it'll be off the chains so don't refuse this force
Promise me that you'll keep playing long as you can for some people this useless sport
Useless it ain't it does fill your core so go chase that ball
Promise me we won't be jealous the way I am still for no reason now unacceptable
Promise me you'll try to maintain an attitude of not abandoning our nature and this'll count a respectable trait of ours and we finna want now you to win the war sounds like a plea it won't
Come with pleasant moments some of them will just piss you off but you'll need to remain calm
Please take care of them both 'til the end of their days in the end it's the same as we've done but with age he gets lamer both take 'em under your arm and help 'em and save 'em
Long as you don't harm anyone follow your path and do what you want
Feel free to express yourself in what you're skilled at and let your power out 'till you're done
Remember we were born with those principles always been so sensitive and sensible and since they both seemed to go against the system don't let it assimilate you though you heat your feelings into a mass into your center and it's impossible not to sin at all
And since I told him we have been together since that '96
The three of us gotta stay forever here life's a money pit and if I purse my lips as if about to kiss you I'll be me

I'm sending these letters to the parts of me and even though it's hard to feel what I'm getting here but in myself I wanna believe you are the ones I want to reach

Sweetie you are a part of my past
But I still wanna rock you in my arms
Last but not least of our list love her
Cuz none of 'em women'll be above her
And take care of yourself
This is the story of the Round Table Recordz
Coming up and blowing up, you know we bound to act reckless boy

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

I was down south, bored as fuck up in the classroom
The teacher talking to me but all I hear is rap tunes

Instead of taking notes, I started writing rhymes yo
I started taking note, and got my fucking grind on

Man I wrote line after line in my rhyme book
But didn't put it on the beat, look how much the time took

Somewhere along the line I changed my mind at different times
Sometimes I wanted to rap, other times I wanted to find

An artist becoming A&R and sign real talent
So I started interning, now I'm climbing up that mountain

But I still scribble on the page whenever I felt
I'm an artist and executive, I should sign myself

The Round Table Recordz here to fuck up the market
This just part of our story, we just getting started boy

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

You been here, it's real clear to know that I've been prepared
Since day one, mad young, knowing my time was real near

If you open my story, just sit down and I'll tell y'all
From the first page, born and raised, a hard nose working fella

Cause I'm, American made, Peruvian raised, stay true as the date
As soon as they placed me, I bloomed out the gate of the empire state

But wait, uh, there's nothing you can tell me
I've been around the world but my heart stays with my family

I'm twisted in the wicked, rotten big apple
A snapple in my right hand with vodka feeling dapper

Oh snap cuz, they done doubt us, so shocked they talk around us
But we bound tough, even in down luck, kick em out like fucking bouncers

Fake, phony, fronters, fuck em, cause we don't want em
Got these girls coming round daily, but they ain't gonna kill my vibe

Cause this is the blueprint I've been writing since a minor
Yet to make an ending to this beginning, cause I'm just catching fire

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

Gettin, gettin, gettin started
We just gettin, gettin started

And that little boys and girls, is how it's done
Only direction from here, is on the way up

Like Jay Fam said, we gettin, gettin, we gettin started
That's it, Jay Fam, Romello, INF, this is what we do baby

Round Table Recordz, this is what we do, we gettin started

Hold on Rome, let me talk to 'em
Uhhhhhh

I don't know what to say, fuck it
Round Table, R-T-R, R-T-R

We just getting started baby
Round two on the way up
It's Lil Maz, o-oh shit
Tell me what I have to do
Just to get right back to you
Dreaming of the feeling when I lived up on the avenue
Love to argue absolutes
Stubborn I know that's the truth
Swear to god the sky is bluer up on Edgecombe Avenue
Let's bond over trauma we both share
She in her feelings I won't spare
Amaretto sour's how we coped there
All on a road to nowhere
We was making things work here
But that's till my own tears
My selfish ways they don't veer
Don't change, pain came true
These shots I take to
Ease my mind keep me even keel
Feeling numb she made me feel
Now I lost my baby as my best friend (best friend)
Every time we done bickered I just sensed the end
Us getting hurt, worse it turned we too attached
Can't seem to be face to face
Stand my ground make separation
She just want a little validation, I get angry and turn impatient
Don't take my time, take my time
Take my time, don't take my time
See my girl worked hard enough so we can just stay in New York
And I can chase dreams
Interning part time making cheese
Barely paid fees, making three hundred a week
Still seen as the man I can be
Ain't put me down, or make me feel weak
Her holding me down is an understatement
Didn't give her the same all that love was wasted
Trying do it on my own got me fucking breaking
I need me a moment
I need me a minute
But I'm thinking she over me, what I was giving
Watch me ruin a good thing stay tripping
The simplest thing of not feeling my life was just mine
And it's killing my feeling of independent living
Can't be a drop in the pond
Wasn't ready for our bond
Yin to the yang with a lot
She didn't have her mom
I didn't have my pops
It's like we completed the spots that were gone
Breaking her heart
Like it was something play with
Cause I ain't emotionally strong
Future mom to my child
But changed up our vows
The same way I turned all her smiles to frowns
But I made my decision, I got to go sit with it now
Tell me what I have to do
Just to get right back to you
Dreaming of the feeling when I lived up on the avenue
Love to argue absolutes
Stubborn I know that's the truth
Swear to god the sky is bluer up on Edgecombe Avenue
Tell me what I have to do
Just to get right back to you
Dreaming of the feeling when I lived up on the avenue
Love to argue absolutes
Stubborn I know that's the truth
Swear to god the sky is bluer up on Edgecombe Avenue
Doing dishes in these kitchens cause this music hasn't paid off
O's Q's 50's cause I need more than a day job
Everybody distant till they see you start to take off
They think your pockets empty everybody seems to take off
I keep going harder every cunt I know just stay soft
They chasin clout they sellout I know that they lost
How many times you pay your mummas rent and pay for her bond
How many times ya pick your sister up from school drop her off
How many times your bank account been empty and played it off
How many times you thought that life was pointless like a blunt bic
Penciling these rhymes till the day the money comes in
If she ain't from the struggle that's a women I can't fuck with
They ain't got the hustle or the drive that struggle comes with
I've been so low searching how to tie a noose
Psycho schizophrenic might just switch and cut ya loose
Just to make sure every angle covered like obtuse
Yeah it's all fun and games when you've always had a roof
Me my mum dad and siblings all just sleepin in one room
Last year slept in my car cause the rent went through the roof
And I'm still going harder than these dogs that go roof
All black everything hat down to the boots
Long black coffee honey for the sweet tooth
Sorry I cannot promise anything to you
Gotta put myself first till I'm swimming in the loot
A couple grand stashed invest in another batch
All these women tryna latch but I'm so detached
Tryna fill in all the gaps cause I can't afford to lack
Everyday be on my mac making beats till I'm cashed
A couple grand stashed invest in another batch
All these women tryna latch but I'm so detached
Tryna fill in all the gaps cause I can't afford to lack
Everyday be on my mac making beats till I'm cashed
Cunts talk work but they don't know what it means
Working 30 hour weeks plus writing and making beats
Interning in a studio and flipping all these greens
I'm a half back they just floating on the wings
So true to myself no criticism can sting
Finished 8 track project and produced the whole thing
Dropped a couple hundred on a photoshoot for visuals
I'm gon make it back legal or as a criminal
Either or it dont fucking matter that's the principle
Investing in myself nothing else cause it's intergral
Never take a break there's no time for an interval
It's 2022 I'm labour they liberal
A couple grand stashed invest in another batch
All these women tryna latch but I'm so detached
Tryna fill in all the gaps cause I can't afford to lack
Everyday be on my mac making beats till I'm cashed
A couple grand stashed invest in another batch
All these women tryna latch but I'm so detached
Tryna fill in all the gaps cause I can't afford to lack
Everyday be on my mac making beats till I'm cashed
Bias perspective of self 
Gotta go 
Intentional Awareness 
For positive growth 
No ego in approach 
When you stream down the row 
Equal are the people 
Even if you lead them tho 
Spectrum for the both of those 
Getting close 
To what you know 
But didn't know 
Searching for the wisdom 
That's been missing tho 
Still provide learning 
Of mastery  
Forces interning 
Now you yearning
For more than earning 
Learn how souls burning 
Seeing the energy 
You concern with 
So disturbing 
But purpose 
Never dwell 
Just learn 
To work it 
In passionate purpose 
Now see your life in a different view 
Now see yourself as a different you 
Now they say you acting like you too brand new  
Now ask yourself 
How you gon balance the two?
I met her in prison
You've been to prison?
Yeah!
Not like that, silly
I'm interning there through the club
Would you be interested?
In going to prison?
My dad's the police chief, so we have access to it
That sounds so fun
Robin, you little dunce
Got your hopes up again
Justice isn't your friend
Robin, use your brain
You cannot mess this up
Or you'll end up in chains
If she figures it out
There'll be a world of pain
If she figures it out
You'll end up slain
Not really slain, but maybe slain
Probably not
Right?
Dark liquor over crushed ice what's life
My ex ex said he see me then it's on sight
It's rose gold you see me beaming in the sunlight
I'm on point like ballerinas in the stagelights
Waiting til my name called prepping for the stage fright
Wet tarmac I be praying for a safe flight 
Get a rush when I find out what she taste like
Wake up in the morning I just hope I get her name right
Shedding tears in the mirror I ain't seeing clear
I swear I spent a couple years tryna disappear
Desperately waiting for cheers coming from my peers
Weighing options but they ain't as heavy as my fear
Ancestors looking down on me like what a waste
Friends and family have to make some shit up at my wake
I always seem to be a dollar short an hour late
Out of breath going nowhere while I run in place

Run in place
Run in place
While I run in place
Run in place

3am pushing 90 on the 405
It's late again I swear to God I hate this fuckin job
Paying bills and working double time to stay alive
My girl momma told her leave him he ain't got the drive
Thoughts racing when i'm laying on my back at night
Blowing smoke broke and stressing with no appetite
Haunted by the thought of things you can't get back in life
Cause what you love is only worth what you would sacrifice
Interning for producers I ain't making shit 
I hit my studio cause that's where all my money went
Maybe one day i'll find purpose in my discontent
Or find the purpose of a friend I can't get faded with
Can't let my story end abrupt defined by my mistakes
Even on these broken wings i'll find another way
Gasping for another breath with fire in my face
Clutching pieces of my dreams while I run in place

Run in place
Run in place
While I run in place
Run in place
I've been living on the low
In a minute that won't be no more
Tryna get it me all this dough
Always tryna get me more for sure

Every single day we grind
Every single day we try to get it
Every single day we grind
Every single day we try to get it
We get it
Every single day we grind
Every single day we try to get it
We get it
Every single day we grind
Every single day we try to get it
We get it


Every single day I try get it
I gotta admit it, I don't give a fuck 'bout a critic
Don't really care 'bout who did it first,
I'mma do it best
Putting my all on the universe 
Don't pray to God, pray to the universe 
Keep going on 'cause I can't reverse
Put it my all 'til I'm in a hearse 
Fuck it I can't rehearse, I just do it, then I let it pass
Licking my wounds, I've been depressed 
On the low, where I've been, I've been mess
Shidd ain't bad as it seems, it could be worse
Bitch I know that I'm king, lemme heal first
hit up the team, we gonna burst
Get back to the routine, we get it, we get it, we get it fast


I've been living on the low
In a minute that won't be no more
Tryna get it me all this dough
Always tryna get me more for sure

Every single day we grind
Every single day we try to get it
Every single day we grind
Every single day we try to get it
We get it
Every single day we grind
Every single day we try to get it
We get it
Every single day we grind
Every single day we try to get it
We get it


Bean head,been static, been at it
Cooking shidd up a big habit
Weed addict, enigmatic
Still at it, living like a drug addict
If I ain't satisfied, I revert it
I got get it, how I intended
Still learning, kinda interning
Clenching my soul, I'mma heave with it
Living with coins man I'm Been with it
Man my pockets been empty, I'm still dreaming 
Man my grandma is still hoping I win with it
My niggas in streets still scheming 
Grew up dealing with the same feeling 
Man the route that I'm given is steep really
Niggas thinking I'm shallow, I'm deep really
I'm just focused on me man I keep healing
Every single day I try to get it
Couple ppl in my kasi know me but I wanna run the whole muhfuckin' city
Man u know that I'be really with it
Told you, I don't give fuck about no critic
Told u that I'm switching gears, I gotta evolve
A lil bit of change I need it

A lil bit of change I need it (*)
I'm tryna run the whole fuckin' city
Many years around, bull reached a staffing ground, stiff neck rubbish cartel, Many years around, bull market strafing ground
Weaponize a memory, interning, no sanctuary
Many years, many years, bull market strafing ground
Are you sure he's dead
I think so
Aight do the last nail and throw him in
Hello today we'll be discussing death
He's been interning as the ferryman on the River Styx
Relief pitching for when Azreal calls in sick
Draft in the netherworld he's the first banned or picked
Captures souls as black as coal with a drop kick
There ain't a trick to dis honesty, oughta be prodigy
Audibly send em on an odyssey no apology as policy
Obviously an oddity cuz the movements are anomalous
A nuicance his improvments on amusement assert dominance
Bottomless appetite to be the best at the very least
It's clear we've entered the belly of the middle beast
This mana hungry Kael'thas with the verdant spheres
Cam Hanes deer hunting while drinking your tears
Feeding on the fears oozing out of blanketed masses
You know your losin if seeing smoke spewing from the blackcasket
Dyed roses when he rose pay attention to the spells casted
Identity unknown cuz he blurred and masked it
Each level in his head is a realm
Revel in granduer that daunts the devil himself
Test of mettle tdelve innis nightmare on elm
This vessel is representin the toll of deaths knell
Hala hala mara7ib hay a5ir mar7ala
Yeebla ili mithla 3alashan ysh5ala
Gool 7ag bu teyta 3n ili yakil mina wa3 wa3
Nazilla dma'3ik l2ana nawi yansifa
7ay fish 5il2a billi gbala wyin7ira
Mafeeha roo7 t3al illi y9eeda ya9liba
Deer ilbal mna illi yabee raasa y6la3la
La3li3 lay bacher tara ma7ad ygdarla
Wilach hay filim r3b 5ala blees ybool b9rwala
W mitrabi mitrabi3 7a9'anta kanat zinzana
Yigdar yajli6 chinna sm af3a b2af3ala
Y9'l 9'ra6 il9'aal b6'alaala
Yaslib illi ya7sid mn sulalta
7awilaw wiktashfaw la tu8as fa5amta
8eyd 7ayatik tistimir bsibat i3anta
'3ath il'3atheeth bwagt fra'3a, wanasta
Karah ilkareeh bilmakrooh bkaramta
Wafwadi wafwadi
Shgad anta raa2i3 sayidee 3al8ima mirti8i
Ya weyla ili ma yisti7ee w yi3tidee
Yaleyta yihtidi w yi7tithi b5ayala ilsarmadee

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