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Can't I just be what I wanna be Being perceived as a wannabe Stopped at a light in the middle of the night Seen life pass up in a supped up jag Could've sworn this dude with the bag Was looking at the window of my soul while mocking me Paused for a second and I thought about Things that I never ever really think about Would I trade it all even God For a bunch of things that will come to my doorstep Eventually I'll get there I know that IfI hit $20 again Ima blow back So much steam it'll accelerate ozone Issues of the world, I'm holding my breath for a moment Lookin for the elements and proper components For me to deliver on the mic while zonin This is my time and how do I know this God gave me a crack pipe, said kid, don't blow this here, don't blow this here They do not know your name, but, guess what, they'll know this year I hold onto things that were called in my life Don't judge my work without looking at my fight Raised around these small minded thinkers Who think they know me cause they call me Beaker That's old that's past news, nuts that's cashews Cash that can cash you a car or a boat or a house or some dope This flow is irrelevant Man Ima pass like I'm past due pass me a pastor heavens what I'm after Method man tical was blastin All in the headphones Then i hit a dead zone And Im dead wrong All of this my life, what, it's beauty, I know this yeah I sure do love my wife, muah, she's a beauty, she know this yeah I might be wrong today, but, guess what, that's life right there I sure do love to rap, uh, you good, this you right here All of this my life, what, it's beauty, I know this yeah I sure do love my wife, muah, she's a beauty, I know this yeah I might be wrong today, but, guess what, that's life right there I sure do love to rap, uh, you good, this you right here Flowin is a gift that I crafted Never had to fake never been an actor Never been more than manure to pastor All the sheep, in the field feed em for my master Deep in my sleep, I could hear yall laughter Talkin about God too much that's funny this you right here Going out for the weekend, I slept with her what was I thinking No it's not mine we just slept for some freakin Idk nothin, I just talk about sports I don't have no goals but I hate being poor I'm stuck i slump I'm stupid I'm numb but I never talk God cause that topic is dumbs Don't worry about the words I be sayin in my rhymes They'll resonate with those and in due time You might come around if your growin out smarts But until then the IQ drops Thanks to those that peeped, who, idk, but it's you right there I hope your plans go well, word, congrats, that's love right there Reach into yourself, mmm, that's deep, reflect right here God will steer your path, whoa, what's that, it's the light my dear
Sanatçı: Augustine
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