Everything

When I was that skinny nigga call me here, helping with my father eyes

Otherwise I was small inside, dreaming in the falling skies

Polluted pictures to pick the victims of all places

And dine all they often try, a couple says for all them lies

I was stay inside playing hard with my nieces

Racist little brother discover his own faces

Recently got a foot inside of …with all I took

More then all the world but I found my self and get of the hook

This it’s not a fucking album

This is about products of slighting projects and five years with nigga doubt me

This it’s my opening open, hopes, I wait for the one ‘til the hope that some one could go, but it’s just a solidest

And I’m something at this charging wile I’m on it

Try to see thinks clear in that mirror but was my upon

Pissed a nigga heart, watching as a flattest

Try to wash clean inside they got it

I know, fuck you nigga stop and stare

This ‘aint what they talk and swear

Smoking just that paper, see that paper ‘aint no stopping because

Money do me every thing, me I just want every thing

This is for my rides and they feel it

Let me know, fuck ya nigga stuck and squere

This ‘aint what they doggy’s want

This ‘aint what they talk and swear

Smoking just that paper, see that paper ‘aint no stopping because

Money do me every thing, me I just want every thing

This is for my rides and they feel it

Let me know,

And they say a lot you got to make some party shit

Right about money and hores and all that garden shit

You going there with nigga’s hands you never get it

But excuse me forgiving my people too much credit

Credit me for my own mistakes, no escape for the sure how’s comings

People pass a judgment like a court or something

Something got to give us in …and they say that money don’t mean every thing

But for sure it fucks helps, help your self and just be brave for love

Every thing that you say you love, every thing that I went through I was meant to

And I say it ‘cause, life can be misleader and you can even make you slay above

What do you think there the reason that makes us fine and stay …

And it’s no use if you’re running for your self, player

Part of jury and hores that ‘aint gonna help, player

Say what you want it, your heart flattest

You kill for try to climb upon that gutter, I know,

Fuck ya nigga

This ‘aint what they talk and swear

Smoking just that paper, see that paper ‘aint no stopping because

Money do me every thing, me I just want every thing

This is for my rides and they feel it

Let me know,

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