Instrumental- no woman no kids by the Alchemist for Conway the machine
Mixed by $ankara

S/o grandfather
Lyrics:
Were here to grow seeds like arjan
Siddharta sankara On field 
ribery robben at bayern 
With my 3rd eye i see directly my omen 
No peeling onions no dirty old oven
i know pyrex ends to a cemetery with the off white 

Fuck that im off right 
Mad tired but I never sleep cause
streets led my brother to death
Sleep led my cousin to dept so had to adapt
No bitch got me ahead got me piece of mine now im fine i make ps asleep in my bed
even fiends find quid for their hit
how is it you got none 
Son i got 99 problems but a brick aint one 

God wont save you if your stupid 
There will be blood if mans cupid 
In stud planning my blueprint 
I only choose a few friends family first we trying new phens im fina be timeless i dont do trends 

Life moves pretty fast so i smoke dope to enjoy it slowly but i dont stop no days off fuck you from the start like Cameron  
most of mandem just sheep waiting to be pushed along thats why I move alone talk and live of experience  Money power respect until the kiss the death the rest you cant expect 

I been on road i aint talking site checking
Family over money 
I dont know bout Side picking
I was out hustling u were fucking aroud
Dont Talk to me bout side checking
I been paro you’re vision just narrow your holding on to sorrow im trying to hold on like pharoahe monch not edvar munch 
afghani hash black and yellow no dortmunt 
Iv got plenty stashed and more tomorrow you know im always on point

Their all bout flashy ornaments till their frank when he whore all the mink

No days off -Single

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No days off -Single

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