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days in the mud
02:25
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This one for my dawgs , we was outside, days in the mud , this hard labor pays for the bud , we alright.
Same shit every fall , niggas get that call , it's on site. Hope and pray I don't have to work like this my whole life .
Keep faith in the plan , stack the safe nigga keep grinding . Soons we get off work you know I'm finna blow a 3 5. Ain't nothing to do but get high , boy I'm too tired.
Looking forward to the weekend, then I might can take my time.
Maybe write some rhymes , maybe find a place to slide , I'd take her for a ride, but my baby left me high and dry, I'll prolly stay inside . It's was times it was it was good times mostly it was aight , try look on the bright side in the darkest points in life.
All Them summers we was on the pit they upgrade me to driver ,
They traded my baby 76, that was my first ride. They gave me some ol broken shit, aye that was so trife. if y'all don't get this shit fixed I'm calling OSHA . On site. All these places OD racist , management is all white . They be in shop sipping beers talking bout beating they wives . We was in the field working sharpening our knives.
It's obvious to me see the plans they plot for our demise , I love to make a nigga think I don't know and that I'm not wise. I can't wait to wake up off the grid go and grab my rifle , hunt and kill my meal and just sit and contemplate in silence .
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dirty jobs
02:48
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Dirty job , keeping fire , niggas mob , muck and mire , how the hell did you get hired? they don't piss if you not driving.
I was outside wit the knuckleheads , we was outside grinding all day working up a sweat , charge it to the game slaving for the change ain't change me yet . Mindset on the green my niggas placing bets . Mane we got bout two three checks left then it's next best.
We in for the whole mess and them green vests and them long days , and the nights rest, aint none. Darker shades in the sun, feel like a slave , Can't be a bum !
Let's hurry up n get done
Who Gon roll up ? Hop out the truck to the trailer to puff. Head on a swivel for what?
And you know niggas is stopping for lunch.
you rode wit the right ones.
Mane its larsony, the pay , ion even gotta feed no babies , but this shit not okay . I can't hardly see no savings . Mane this shit crazy , I'm still fucked up after payday .
Mane the side hustle is gravy , but it's gon be about a week before distro pay me , I'm trynna eat , boy I'm not lazy , I been a beast on any machine , you must be mistaken . I take these trimmers throw em up and spin em in yo face . Showman wit the blades , and them clippings get put in they place.
ZT doin a race.
Green mask on my face
We don't breathe the same
Keep keep the pace up
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3. |
wet me up
03:14
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I'm puffin the bars I'm large and in charge , I got a lil bitch , she rollin the spliff , just hoping it last till March , hoping the passion spark . Come wit me baby let's take a lil trip to the Arctic. She prolly take flight on me breaking my heart . Back of my shirt is a target , cupid a excellent marksman. Wet me up , wet me up pssh
I had a dream in the dark and I followed it , I closed my eyes and just heard for the call . don't give a fuck if you mocking it , I just got the okay from the doctor . We a lock been stocking them bottles. Finally making a profit . Ain't nun finna stop it . Just hope they don't set me up ,set me up pssh .
No bullshit dawg a chute of that molly at work I'm hootin and hollering , thinking if things would be still be the same if i stayed in college , I'm needing a drink.
We running that mileage up . I cannot blink . I'm loving the team , I'm loving the green , Im loving the air , my manager pullup I don't even care he don't even care just collecting a salary ,
I'm driving a crew fulla Migos , we step in yo yard , they teaching me Spanish like how many houses Cinco . I cannot stop to chop or link , I gotta translate my lingo. These niggas no speaky no englo. It don't even matter my nigga we still be in sync tho . Rapido .
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4. |
never forget
02:20
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Niggas don't know shit about this real life shit
Shit ain't easy , it get greasy niggas real slimey
You think you know me from my music but you don't lil bitch
Feel like I Smoke more than I breathe , how can I live like this ?
When I'm wit Dee we overseas we hit the red light district
You know it's time to get that cheese , you know I'm finna be rich
I take my time I kiss the sky , I said I'm inventive
Just took a flight and dropped a tab just to stare and sit
I wanna think about the world and all this crazy shit
Hard to remember all them times from them old baby pics
I wasn't even trynna rhyme then I met waistdeep clique
Man I'm glad Sidney changed my mind I was a lay fetus
Man 2017 that shit feel like a lifetime to me
I coulda been incel depressed wit hentai waifu addiction
Noone in my dorm room could even fucking fathom the vision
I wasn't talking I was tripping , I was skipping to mix it
I couldn't blink I couldn't think about nothing but the mission
Uh uh
I wasn't happy as a kid but then I did my best
All those times you made me laugh until it hurt my chest
I think about the days of spray paint and the black and red .
Its never easy when you gotta lay your family to rest.
I hope I see you later on you know whatever's next
I hope you know you taught me so much and I'll never forget.
Never forget
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5. |
804 (feat. Jak3)
02:03
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Path I chose , my own zone , can't be broke no mo,
God bless his soul
fore my kinfolk up that fuckin pole
Slightly different dose , in the clouds off the Adderall , I got dro ,
A real grimey individual, I be balancing my roles. Light dark toe to toe , fight hard might scar ya leave a pussy nigga comatose . Reflections off the chrome polish think I'm seeing ghosts.
Catch a pirate shoot em up fill they ship wit holes.
You niggas just don't know
Last year was wicked baby , all types of highs and lows
This Richmond shit made me , got cosigns you don't know
I'm spitting in microphones, booted off a microdose , we fucking up them shows ,
They act like they don't know me , Whole time they Stan my songs
I be like it's okay , I like being alone .
Unless I'm wit my kin, then I feel right at home.
Just like 804
I just barely made it out
Now im out in richmond
All the shit i had to do
I been barely living
I was staying with my dad in my hometown at his shop
He had so many mental breakdowns i was there to witness
Thank god i was there to help him out
He had to sell the family business
Everything man he was trippin
I think i know just where i get it from
Roofing since i was young as fuck
That's all i knew
I got my money up
Now its time to move
Out in 804
Had to hit the road
I'm dodging potholes
On my way to clock in working at the lowes
Out in 804
Out in 804
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6. |
no break
02:27
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Got no passion got no dream nigga
Think nigga
Drink
How you get them riches ?
Spend it on some dumb shit
Try keep up appearance
Is you having fun yet
Nah this shit too serious
Throw away my lungs then maybe I can clear em
Coughing up the dough bitch I'm coughing up my spirit
I'm finna hit the road
God willing
Ain't nothing really good but the money in this bitch turn us to sinners
Man I think I'm done wit this shit done hit my limit
Grab a gun in this bitch and put the clip in
Fuck , fuckin fed up
You ain't really nothing in this world unless ya Bread up
Young nigga keep ya head up , everybody dying in this bitch can't be afraid of it
Slaving for the cheddar , is ya paid huh ?
Can ya demonstrate to me that you can save sum
Goddam bills piling up you finna break huh
You finding it hard to keep the faith
No break no days off
Pull out ya pockets
Do the lint fall out
Do you got it
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7. |
stinger
01:17
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Fuck you thought it was
You hear the bass you hear the , you know it's us
A bird in the hand when caught is worth two in the bush
I just went and did that shit because I knew I could
I been doing better lately I been looking good
Baby for the streets she went and ran off to the hood
I was in the dungeon psilocybin in my spleen
I just had to go and get away from all the scenes
I was on the ground working round wit the bees
Feel a lil different after healing from the stings
Fucked up all the time I spend and think about these things
Like why the fuck my cousin have to go and get his wings
Shit done made me mad I feel like blowing off some steam
This bitch in my pants she got me bulging out my jeans
We was in the range loading up the 17
Had to fix my aim had to focus on my dream
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8. |
house
01:45
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All these days in this fuckin house , seen the change and the pain that done brought it out. Stayed sluggish in my brain never opened mouth. Kept it quiet kept it locked down , its like the devil hatched a plan to never let me out , agoraphobic comfort zone the horror slumped on the ground . I ain't talking bout the fear of missing out ,
I despise the common hangouts that y'all be around. I often stop and think of how the culture let me down.
Prolly wouldn't mind being kept away , living life underneath a rock never swept away, stripped apart my heart into shards on the systems lathe. Shit crazy .
Thanking god I dodged the navy , got into blazing at a young age . Had to navigate the course into the grave . Had a run in wit psychosis it was strange . Hit the switch had to motivate the lame . Don't wanna hear no talk of being afraid , nigga we barley made it . Thinking where I'd be if I had never faced it . Liminal he stuck in the middle spaces . Never knowing bout his greatness.
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38KEA Richmond, Virginia
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