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Stay Alive
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Imaginary Friends
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I don't know Like no matter how serious I try to be nobody will take me serious, f**k I'm talking about some real life sh*t, you know? Just goes over they shoulder, out their ear Yo We had two choices growing up It was sell drugs and sell rhymes Now my n***as either do shows or doing cell time Now they record the feds recording the phone line Now they in debt, been tryna get it for a long time We in pressure, we been focused with the wrong minds Time to do better n***a, I'm telling you better n***a Supreme being, god body in the Jeep leaning We leaning, the plastic cup keep dreaming Chief Keefing on the master dutch weed seatless Watermelon when I'm ashing out the green beamer In the nose police pa**ing out weak reefer In my twitter box laughing, what's a cheap feature In my cleats getting nas' under three bleachers After school pal driving the PE teacher While driving down the I5 swerving in the Audi dawg N***as caught me kamikaze car What you hear is not for rhymes All of my n***as tryna coincide What you hear is not a lie All of my people just wanna thrive What you hear ain't compromise All of my homies tryna stay alive What you hear is not for rhymes All of my n***as tryna coincide Yeah Wild African mane South's African, won't even bother pa**ing the flame cuz y'all average I don't wanna hit that weak a** backwoods you pa**ing If it ain't about to make me gas it's not happening The most blunted Come test me, none wanted He can test something HS pumping, catch your breath youngin' Walk around holding an onion n***a bet something I can get the whole place jumping with one breath puffing This go out to all my n***as who ain't make bail Doing time for a crime cuz they ain't tell This go out to all my people chasing welfare Know that struggle is a b*t*h, n***a hell yeah This go out to anybody still dream chasing All the real n***as gone, now the streets vacant This go out to anybody facing hard times Only thing I have to offer are these hard rhymes This go out to all my brothers facing long bits And sisters who got brothers being far less to the - You know This go out to the metal Doom for the inspiration All of this is just a figment of imagination What you hear is not for rhymes All of my n***as tryna coincide What you hear is not a lie All of my people just wanna thrive What you hear ain't compromise All of my homies tryna stay alive What you hear is not for rhymes All of my n***as tryna coincide Yo, yo yo yo What is this, what is this bro This sh*t is creepy and, and-and-and sad and sh*t Can-can you put One Piece on bro? Thank you Wait, time out Who is this n***a in the bag?
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