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YFN Lucci - Never Too Late

YFN Lucci - Tell My Truth

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Soul Snatcher

A Closer Look (Interlude)

Memento mori, I’m rappin the stories
All the attraction and glory
Scorching heat, watch my show
From the floor seats, adore the streets
Do the streets adore me?
Could we speak cordially
Or will y’all keep ignoring me
Jail is the only dorm I’d see
When you reportin the beef
Khakis sorta creased
I’ll go to war for the peace
Talk wit endearments
None of you could hear it
Wouldn’t step near it
Recognize what the fear did
I’m not runnin from death
If you put a gun to my chest
Never upset at what the fuck you said
But son depressed, in the ashes
There’s nothin left, Can’t walk away fromit
You may plummet, chase hunnits
Feel the disgrace comin
Feel the need to say somethin
Lace the blunt quick
Gotta face it, I ain’t runnin
This Rough shit have you straight tumblin
Its up to that point, turn my back 2 avoid
Clik clakin the toy 2 send yo ass 2 the void
Its all fake when you dappin ya boys
Huggin ya girl, false interactions of joy
I’m not hatin, just filled wit hatred
Have an angel come grace it
And tell me where my place is
Only you can find the placement
That same Jersey number, u can trace it
But I’m outta state, kid
My mind is speed racin

It’s still the same and I’m askin...
Will it change?
Will it change?
So long it ain’t killed my brain
And I don’t feel insane, I don’t care
If its still the same
Still the same...
But will it change?
Will it change?
So long it ain’t killed my brain
And I don’t feel insane
I don’t care if its still the same
Still the same, its still the same....

None of us arranged perfect
Needa recognize I ain’t the same person
That I used to be, and still get scrutiny
Cuz I can’t lose me, gave myself a roofie
Till the sleep is drug induced, G
You owe like Pookie, I’ll crack the pizzle
And stab you wit it, cast me a rendition
Live thru disastrous conditions
But don’t wish to last imprisoned
I’ma be rappin and stickin
Posted on the electrical box
Terrorist plots 2 bomb whole federal blocks
Fuck a list that’ll get me shot
When I’m dead, I’ma rot
And become one wit the Earth
I’m tryna leave somethin thats worth
In a world becomin worse
I should tell Val to keep a gun in her purse
It’ll have anyone disperse
But you know I’d have em murked
Victim of environment, coulda been
Different for Michael Mathiasen
Can’t despise the life I’m in
Just ride it till the cycle ends
Fight to win, take flight in the wind
Hurricane when I’m writin again
You can’t smite the pen
Writing what the crisis is
Only try to get me indicted to the penn
Max out, cuz I had to pull the axe out
Burned down our own trap house
Real life is what I rap about
I told the critics
I ain’t fittin the mold of ya description
Carry a broken biscuit
And broke your shit wit it

Feel the pain and it’s still the same....

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Jack Harlow Type Beat  "White Nikes Don't Lie"  prod. by DJS

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Life is always full of obstacles and challenges us on a daily. This song is about Overcoming all those obstacles and becoming the best YOU.
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