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My
My life, feelin hard times

out my window, holdin my weapon like Malcolm X and
And it seems I'm over-stressin, feelin hatin is your profession
And I know a Texans that got killed for over-reppin
So I never be boundaries bounded to my weapon
When they ask me how I'm doin, I tell 'em "I'm doin super"
I got a date with Destiny, me to introduce ya
Her little sister told me I'm gon' be the future
And legacy's everything to a Luther King Koopa
This recession is so pathetic, got me feelin like I'm
And success tryna get away from me and I ain't let it
When they told that Pimp was gone, my reply was "I get it"
And I'm still havin trouble it happened the way they said it
Had to cut some off, swear to y'all it ain't my fault
I've been grown since I was seven and I was born to be a
But I know a bunch of haters tryna see me take a loss
So I be sleepin with one eye open and put cameras in my
I've been and gettin deep and they tryna tell I been preachin
But I know that they see how much of the world that I be reachin
So stop reachin, stop leachin, I'ma fade 'em out bleach and
In the where they can't get out to is the spots I visit frequent
Europe to UK and Germany, currently
Made so much in millions I could cash out in eternity
Accustomed to hittin with that duffle full of currency
God created hustle, looked at the world and he inserted me... Koopa

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I'm livin my life, so cold
In the so I'm takin it slow

Uh,
I'll tell you my story, I only speak the homie

It a terrible situation, throwed on the within the hands of time
But since I'm blistery I guess a nigga livin fine
I live a life filled with dramatistic people cryin
And since the depend on me, they'll never lose a hand of mine (I gotcha)
I'm paralysed when it come to the times, I'm used to the pain
Feelin a bum under the bridge, I'm so used to the rain
I do is from the heart so it reflect my name
Forgive me for my sins father, I feel I'm goin insane
Media criticising me for checking niggas, fuck it, oh
I just wasn't a little pussy disrespected nigga
I'm tryna on my own by the ways of a gangster
So every time I leave out I so I'm prayin for a gangster
It's bad the world we livin in all about money
Since we out I choose to believe it ain't nothin funny
I've been stabbed in my back so much I with it
I'm tryna kick it my life before heaven come chill with it

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[Slim
Last year was a one but life goes on
Thinkin bout my nigga while I write this song
And the list goes on, all my is gone
I'm of hearin bad news, scared to pick up my phone
Got a call, my nigga Eddy died Acres home
Just seen him at my video shoot, now that wrong
Kelvo, Arborea, even my girl
I just heard word she got stabbed to death
Dear Lord, I pray you take away the pain
From their family and their friends, help us change
Still warm my sleep dog, stessle and stank
My girl Dee Dee, they got me out my drank
It's up, all my friends is dead or in the pen
Seem like soon as your life begin beginning to end
I'm frustrated, but you gotta smile, time is dated
You never know when showin your love be related, hah

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