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We never flex.. we never rest.. I learned to live with no regrets.. like nahh I ain't seen them yet.. they never come over to visit.. I still **** wit my ****** Tryna teach something and roll something everyday.. willing to listen all ways.. from every direction we tryna get paid.. I am the master of my own fate.. no slave ships just yacht days.. whips and chains just to misbehave.. Runnin for gold tryna overcome the maze.. still blasting joy and pain.. like everyday.. balance .. the weight I lift on my shoulders .. boulders, a country and a couple mountains.. but who's counting ... unless it's the money.. she said I changed when I ain't want the change on me.. let em have it.. it's good to be a blessing to those who don't have it.. cause if I didn't ... I know **** well I would grasp it.. I'm tryna show time I am magic.. yellow Porsche carrera 911 package wood grain and all black leather lavish staring at the world in my rear view blasting On the gas mashin.. never ever crashin.. smooth sailing wit plenty cabbage.. she tell me slow down take my time.. I said I been Robbin all my life.. I think Ima take advantage of tonight.. DJ quik and some sprite.. future stick talk and hella yellow rice.. siracha in the marinade? Nice.. we just livin life right? We Can't afford to think twice.. so we got paid to think wise.. So we Chase our visions and sights..
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Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
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We never flex.. we never rest.. I learned to live with no regrets.. like nahh I ain't seen them yet.. they never come over to visit.. I still **** wit my ****** Tryna teach something and roll something everyday.. willing to listen all ways.. from every direction we tryna get paid.. I am the master of my own fate.. no slave ships just yacht days.. whips and chains just to misbehave.. Runnin for gold tryna overcome the maze.. still blasting joy and pain.. like everyday.. balance .. the weight I lift on my shoulders .. boulders, a country and a couple mountains.. but who's counting ... unless it's the money.. she said I changed when I ain't want the change on me.. let em have it.. it's good to be a blessing to those who don't have it.. cause if I didn't ... I know **** well I would grasp it.. I'm tryna show time I am magic.. yellow Porsche carrera 911 package wood grain and all black leather lavish staring at the world in my rear view blasting On the gas mashin.. never ever crashin.. smooth sailing wit plenty cabbage.. she tell me slow down take my time.. I said I been Robbin all my life.. I think Ima take advantage of tonight.. DJ quik and some sprite.. future stick talk and hella yellow rice.. siracha in the marinade? Nice.. we just livin life right? We Can't afford to think twice.. so we got paid to think wise.. So we Chase our visions and sights..
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Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
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