Could feel you slippin from  my palms
Write you letters from the Bayshore 
Thinking to myself should I save it
Should I say more
Let’s just change the topic
Picture crop it 
Stop it 
I don’t wanna go there
Can’t we just drop it 
I think 
I’m a little burnt out to say the least 
Back out East
I was turned to a beast and they got creased 
We gone feast 
When they gives us a chance 
That’s on citas 
Ayo this is hard work 
This not making  pizza 
That’s what Frankie told me
Bro that shit was easy money 
Searching for some peace of mind 
My innocence was taken from me 
Now all I know is 
I don’t know what I otta know 
Man it’s show biz 
Trade your heart for a lil gold 
Yo that’s your biz 
Baby what’s your motive 
Following my calling til I fall in right in those hips
Brother why you stalling just go all in that was yo wish 
Brody keep it solid spit it honest yo that’s yo gift 
That’s what the spirit told me 
Ain’t no one could ever hold me 
I remember rapping to myself cuz I was hella lonely 
They ain’t wanna hear me out
Now I’m hot they hella on me 
We know that it’s all a front 
Son you lookin hella phony 
Gotta break a leg or get a yank from the cane
Why would I ever stay the same when I been destined for change 
I take my blessings with a grain and drop a tear in the rain 
Fuck the fame 
It’s way too much shit on my brain

530 Freestyle

CENTS

SAYSUM

PEACH

Before I lay me down to sleep, I

Old habits die hard 
I’m on mission like I’m willis 
Might finally get some rest 
If I can find the pen and kill this 
I’m dealing with success and all this stress 
And all these problems 
Feel it in my chest,
I know Im blessed 
But I need God more 
Talking to myself inside this room 
Till my mind spin 
Thinking bout the past and I just wonder where my time been 
Pulling on some strings, gone make em sing, just like a violin 
The belly of the beast and it’s a feast that we all dying in 
Been thinking we in hell now 
Bro these dogs gone move like hell hounds 
gotta keep it clean, you can’t mess up and cell bound 
I only talk to the RE, so I could tell the truth 
I wish that I could say sorry but that was all on you 
Had to let it burn, 
Let you live and learn,
You ain’t winning till those feelings curve 
Still gone hit a nerve
We gone see if they somebody 
Imma park em like they hit a curb
They ceiling is my floor homie
And imma get what I deserve 

It’s too late for me 
Ain’t nobody left to pray for me 
Don’t wait for me
Heavens only knows how the wait gone be 
And I 
I gotta find my mind
Pray to God for more time 
Praying I could press rewind 

It’s too late for me 
Ain’t nobody left to pray for me 
Don’t wait for me
Heavens only knows how the wait gone be 
And I 
I gotta fight my mind
Pray to God for more time 
Hoping I could press rewind

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