Tonight I Solve My Problems

lyrics were not written down until after the song was fully finished ( i punch in instead of writing 99% of the time )



prayed before i made this




so many of us choose our path out of fear disguised as practicality
take a chance on doing what u love

ya
i told bro there aint no limit to a goal u make, so take it
they gon say 'the sky the limit' but to tell the truth, they faking
i miss bro nem we poured 8ths and that was all it had to take
took the heart out me had to give ts a new replacement
took a ferguson vacation, rather be inside a basement
i miss when my view was staring at the sunset on the waves man
feelings fade, man
like a spray tan
face it, we gon make it, yea
aint no way you cant
i dont wanna take again, the road that they ain't say you can
enough, like i give up on tryna cover up like spray cans
im just whoever that i am
i dont think thats defined by man
and ima be whatever that i can be except a liar, then

[these thoughts aint never dying yeah
these thoughts aint never dying yeah]
(who told u that my heart be in the pro tools)
(reapproach moves, you cant redo what you don't do)
(oh, you cant redo what you don't do)

did u do what u said?
its A-T on my head
i cut my wrist n i bled liquid gold with diamonds in it
dont be afraid of anything n i mean anything
dont be afraid of anything n i mean anything!!!
i get high on heaven-sent
like i'm alive, i ain't offed yet
was in that house like corey man i pray that i forget ts
few things on my brain that left a stain i had to wash it with-
few things on my brain that left a stain i had to wash in mixtures
off a oxycontin mixed with adderall in my school pictures
ts rly haunted me back then dont care bout halloween
the walking dead, its zombies all around me like they follow me
in the cut, but out of it at the same time, dichotomy
like indica, i grow like leaves
like boxing gloves, i got the beat
im in the cut like wool on sheep
now tell me what u wanna be!
i turn up way too much, discerned to burn up what she wrote on me
i'm stirred up, wasted grace, the days in methylene-dioxy-amphetamine (no, run)
mix up words collaging beats
rick pants, prada tee
why my feelings lie to me
i been what i had gotta be
and be free my philosophy until you see me rotting then
if you had to chance to be like anything you ever can
like would you take it? or u let it wash away like waves n sand?
u got a chance, its called today
the past already passed away
im maxing out on motivation, lashing out all my mistakes
I KNOW ITS STRANGE THAT THIS AINT WHAT I TRIED TO MAKE
I'LL TRY AGAIN
bright lights blinded him
dont follow them, you hide from them
i know that to fall the only way to get up on yo feet
cant get up if u aint had to get down for some way or thing
cant get up if u aint had to get down for some way or thing
i crashed out trying, trashed the passion, tragic tried to follow me
i wake up feel like im falling out of reach til i go to sleep
n when i dream i tend to dream the things that i already seen
that mean that everything i dreamed attainable im gon attain it

(stars, i will, stars, i will)
(i will go back to the stars)
im saying im the proof
here it is
Matthew 7:7
Jesus says
Ask, and it will be given to you
Seek, and you will find
Knock, and it will be opened to you
For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.

acute

ATTAIN *

Damn, this shit is changing 
I got problems they gon stack on top of each other until I make it 
You got keys to my heart 
n I trust u not to break it 
So much rack on the floor
Cmon twin let’s get to raking 
If it’s cash on the floor 
We got a deal we can make it 
I was just in the crib
Making song in the basement 
Time after time they taking me 
Imma make it 
Bitch I damn near shed a tear
When I was making Seeing Faces
We in the green room 
I’m in the back with the guys
Too much smoke up in the air 
I got bright red eyes
They watch me go up 
To me it wasn’t a surprise 
It’s a lil Chris up in the bitch 
But im a small fry
Working my way up
Bitch I’m on my way 
This my favorite line 
Bitch I gotta get that cake 
I got a song going up 
How much I made today?
I was listening to Thank Yah 
Bitch did you pray today?
You said proud of me 
I don’t believe 
We getting turnt up twin 
I’m like overly 
Prolly never look back 
That was the older me 
I got a bullet for a nigga 
Tryna hoe me 
I hopped in the spaceship coupe 
It’s tryna control me 
Don’t feel like I’m driving 
In this bitch I just start floating 
I need the gualla the gualla
The gualla the gualla 
That’s why I keep going 
I need to get these music video shot 
Before it start snowing

Life Update

wanna link up?
i gotta check my calendar
i check my soundcloud
i got fans in canada 
im in toronto 
i fell in love with toronto 
now she want my past tense 
ripping off the bandage 
you can get that shit 
cause you dont even know where i live 
 no you cant have my life 
no you cant have my kids 
hermes balenciaga on the same fit 
i heard his latest tape
sound like my older shit 
rip off rip off rip off
hold on twin im pissed off
we at the mf top 
top of the floor
the top of the ritz carl
all i had was music a lil bit of hope
im not talking about sister 
gotta whole lotta weed 
in my system 
wanna link up?
i gotta check my calendar
i check my soundcloud
i got fans in canada 
im in toronto 
i fell in love with toronto 
now she want my past tense 
ripping off the bandage 
wanna link up?
i gotta check my calendar
i check my soundcloud
i got fans in canada 
im in toronto 
i fell in love with toronto 
now she want my past tense 
ripping off the bandage

CANADA

wake up smoke my blunt 
n then I go
hop in a slow car
but if I drive that bitch 
then its gon go 
im not playing dawg
if we gotta problem 
we can shoot 
I'm just saying dawg
he popping them percs
he see they blue 
that shit some fentynal
he on some Fein shit 
this nigga keep nodding off 
this nigga embarrassing in public 
get the cops called 
I'm on my own bitch I know it 
im a top dawg 
bitch I push the Spyder in the rain 
and drop the top off
im on some different shit 
that's why lil Chris got pop off 
anything go wrong they calling me 
I get the problem solved 
#1 nigga working hard 
they never give me props 
really tryna switch the timing up 
I need a new watch 
damn I got 3 tapes I just turned in
we got a qp bring some papers 
we getting turnt twin
snitching on ya blood 
that's ya brother and u turned him in 
we don't trust that boy 
you not my mud 
bitch don't shake my hand 
ake up smoke my blunt 
n then I go
hop in a slow car
but if I drive that bitch 
then its gon go 
im not playing dawg
if we gotta problem 
we can shoot 
I'm just saying dawg
ake up smoke my blunt 
n then I go
hop in a slow car
but if I drive that bitch 
then its gon go 
im not playing dawg
if we gotta problem 
we can shoot 
I'm just saying dawg

Top Dawg!!

EGO DEATH

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