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Sep 2016
In this game they call life
I've paid a hefty price
Now it's just me, myself and I
and they got me every time
surviving this life long fight
enemies make their move
I keep my cool
then play my hand right


I don't need anything to get me through this life
put here to survive, I might not get it all right
too busy fighting the good fight
good people treat me good
But these haters just ain't right
they making moves
i'm setting trends
They acting real
a'bunch of fake-pretends
blood thicker than water
until the water get muddy
and the happy trail ends
and the ******* gets ugly
everyone laughing
but nothing is funny
and it's all over money
the system is broke
because of all of these dummies
wrapped up in their own lies
walking around like mummies
i was told I could do anything
till lately that didn't mean anything
but now that I can see, there is more to this than just me
Now, I will do anything
been blessed with many things,
victim of what envy brings
now that i'm major
I got a minor problem
with personal insight from strangers
aint seen anything stranger
i hope the do me a favor
and dont do me no favors
my followers are my suviours
your comments I savior
these haters i take'em lite like a sabor
all the positive outshines there negative behaviour
so i will not waiver
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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