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I got too many fake friends I don't need em I got these trees rolled then I leave em too many tears hit the floor grieving I'm feeling like all these demons triple teaming This is that shit that turn you to a heathen And I wont stop fighting till I stop breathing Ima keep swinging while I don't see em Coz it's in my blood to fight for my freedom Coz I was born outta segregation And all of this timing took some preparation And they call me bro but we got no relation Buss out the booth to try and keep my patients So throw me a beat I'm always innovative And living my life requires dedication My momma stayed back when I was immigrating I poured out for all the ones who never made it Coz I know you watching over me , you proud I need my goals before I hit the clouds I try to get up higher with the loud And I hope that we ain't ever coming down And I wish that all the homies stayed real F*ck all the drama, everybody chill Drunk off the drip that a nigga spill They get it popping like they was a pill Mess with my team you writing up a will We get it ringing like we at the till And I'm always moving never standing still I'm rocking in they tryna cop a feel And I'm tryna hustle, stop and pop a bill They getting hot I'm tryna drop a chill Grass never greener when you in the field And nobody tryna match me with the skill, Yeah yeah MXDUXA or Fold I been tryna get this dough on my own And annoying niggas never leave me alone I leveled up now they think Im a clone Smoked it back now Im back in my zone One shot then you out and its gone Photoshop that shit fake on they phone Ask em all, I be bad to the bone I know I'm the truth I go straight in while they beat round the bush And PGR smokers say they got the kush You blinded we smoking that shit in the booth Pour it up to make it more wavy Im on my bully these niggas are lazy I try to get to the dough on the daily You can try copy but nigga you ain't me Too many fake friends I don't need em I got these trees rolled then I leave em too many tears hit the floor grieving I'm feeling like all these demons triple teaming This is that shit that turn you to a heathen And I wont stop fighting till I stop breathing Ima keep swinging while I don't see em Coz it's in my blood to fight for my freedom Coz I was born outta segregation And all of this timing took some preparation And they call me bro but we got no relation Buss out the booth to try and keep my patients So throw me a beat I'm always innovative And living my life requires dedication My momma stayed back when I was immigrating I poured out for all the ones who never made it