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Nigga too heated I aint geared for retreats But its thats time of life When some decisions Show your weak So I step inside the box Got to pivot on my heat Keep my head Above the waves Cant fall prey to what I see Its a constant meditation Cant get high like NCG. Conversations with the pilot Guess they see my destiny Destination devastation Embers burn Rebirth a nation Aint No way to dis a hater They're going to do it In their sleep Maybe thats why god made them Rather be a better me Folks busy telling lies I just tell it how it be You know J3T gone let it fly Aint no way I miss the breeze Know a nigga always high Afterburner catch the contact Alibi leave them folks Looking like some blind men Pull up to the viewing Screaming why man Regret aint on my mind man Success is all I know Even when I'm at my low Give it time And I bet my plan grow Elavate shift the flow Better yet let it blow One life let them know F*ck it! Nuts hanging to the floor Bodies deeper down below Souls round my throat The weight I carry into war Skulls and crosses Wins and losses Bitches and bosses Pussy and profit Tropical stoppage Trendy no topic N0 Cl0ut How I rock it Cock it and pop it No showing the rocket Run up so proper So Sorry for mama Deliver no dogging Hooking your noggin Moving my pawns Chessing my problems Looking around At peace with my options Counting my profit Know I'm down To pop the rocket Aint gotta question If its cocked Pass to my mans He pop it On a hunt for profit I'ma Keep it real So you know So that means I play for keeps Talking my shit F*ck whatever All you hoes on Chit Chat this and that Bitch Show me some pac Bitch Show me sum stacks Proceed to Snatch his hat Hoe you can at that If it aint bout a check Show me where the door at We coming with some drums Like Metro dont trust that Leave the jakes Without a chance I'ma ride regardless I'ma pull his card He reneged And thats wack Oh he mad I might laugh Flat his shit And thats that Nigga too heated I aint geared for retreats But its thats time of life When some decisions Show your weak So I step inside the box Got to pivot on my heat Keep my head Above the waves Cant fall prey to what I see Its a constant meditation Cant get high like NCG. Conversations with the pilot Guess they see my destiny Destination devastation Embers burn Rebirth a nation Aint no way to dis a hater They gon do it in they sleep Maybe thats why god made them Rather be a better me Folks busy telling lies I just tell it how it be You know J3T gone let it fly Aint no way I miss the breeze Know a nigga always high Afterburner catch da contact
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