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This that God flow
I’m gettin on my Pablo
Got that fire convo
Turn these ****** John Doe
You need that birdbox blindfold to find where my mind go
I’m here to leave a mark like vitiligo
But what do I know?
Life’s about survival
My bars worshipped like the verses in the Bible
Independent b*t*h, this industry can suck and swallow
Always festival-ready you know we tough to follow
Live life, tomorrow don’t exist
See ****** I was just with, reaper scratch em off the list
Feast or famine, I want salmon on my dish
Growin up f**ked up there wasn’t nothin in the fridge
Can’t trust your relatives jеalous as these fellas is
Cousin tеllin, uncle sellin, he done caught a felon bid
He told me Demrick grow up be a better kid
I told him I’m gon blow up be bigger than he ever did and I did

Pockets empty, tryin get those bankrolls
Heart turned cold, baby we the lost souls
Raised on the bright side of the dark roads
Live for today, pray for tomorrow
Pockets empty, tryin get those bankrolls
Heart turned cold, baby we the lost souls
Raised on the bright side of the dark roads
Live for today, pray for tomorrow

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