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Once upon a time Not too long ago
Young Money half dead With no bank roll
He shakes and rolls Dust from his eyes flow
Wishin he'd survive Stay alive for
The glorious times ahead With notes that pierce your soul
Written rhyme timed Heavenly music unfolds
Conceived by the mind Drowned in alcohol
Beats the 3rd eye 8 years sober and beyond
Raised by a single mother I got a little brother
I wasn't the best ever hard times was smothered
But my moms did the best Richard Dreyfuss we love her
The best times, wonderland we always had each other
I've been on the outs and I've been inside
Steel caged my body but never my mind
Always ride the tempo of life breathe the air, crisp
Mountain adventures with family and friends
I'm paintin the plaster over the hole in the wall
Broken home of a born again bastard
A master piece I'm a piece of the master
I speak heat to beats seek peace from disaster
Imagine lookin down the life path no passion to grasp
No dreams no cash just grabbin a flask
Another small town nobody from a country where the natives were ravaged
They named em as savage
And i got more in common wit them
Then the skin on my packagin'
Pack it in? never pack it in traps and rack it in clever
The paper i stacked was rap sheets
Illuminatin minds to back beats
D money hit me wit the relay runnin on track like we athletes
This is bigger than rap beef we rap peace
Pass the mic to the og yo d tell em the playbook
Used to dream bein' been booed off stage
No luck with the ladies my dreams were lame
Hangin with the wrong crowd got me a rap sheet
Not the kind I wanted at a young age trust me
Stole money off my fam I've told it before
Rhyming got me right write creative story and lore
Let's take a stroll Ugggy what you gotsta say
Let the shell toes fly as I roll us a J, c'mon
Rolled up flowed up
We bakin get the dough up
Look in the mirror be proud of yourself
Dawg you showed up
Dont let nobody bring you down
This the glow up
We pennin letters to the stars
Thats a post up
The sun and the moon elevatin my mind
Transcendin the traps get yo soul up and shine
Makin amends we collectin hella blessins
The quill dipped in the heart piece and we can write a happy ending
Put my heart beat on tape/ and let the strings ride
Keys let you fly/ with the sun on your back, I
I'm gonna make it/ I'm gonna create shit
That'll blow your mind/ you amuse bouche it
Let your soul out/ and say it with pride
What ever it is/ that makes you feel alive
Paint your canvas/ any way that you like
Bob Ross this bitch/ make your life hype
We make yo life hype wit the rhymes that we write
Inspire type writers to write the type that is hype
The lighter ignitin we fightin wit titans
We strikin wit lightning enlighten the life
Of the plight of the meek i write in my sleep
Black dots on the page got the staff in my hand
Like i am leadin the sheep triple on the track
And i am comin wit d so take off the mask
And write yo mothafuckin masterpiece
