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I hope I ain't at Looker's poured

When catch one right to the dome

I hope the night they catch me lacking

I kiss my girl through the phone

And I tell my momma I love her

And sorry for all the troubles that I brought her

Seasons change autumn falls

Rolexes and Audemars

All I know is I'ma ball

I'm crawl my way up out the mud

And shit on all of y'all

They thought I couldn't do it

Before I even made Dawg Eat Dawg

At The Manna wit no stamina

A lot of hoes was on my balls

Introspective shit

Deserving decadence

They ain't made it yet

Cause of their negligence

And check your penmanship

They can cut you out these percentages

I'm in the trenches with twenty thousand

And two apprentices

I'm living testimony

That you can live through these lessons

When you keep your head on right

And you can move correctly

He's testing your soul bro

Don't you fold

This is just another lesson

Go get that gold boy reach your goals

And you'll receive these blessings

Don't take no no's

And hit the road

And you gone reach this destiny

Dawg, I do not know what state we're in

We jumped up out that gray BM

And right to a Mercedes Benz

Praying hands

We don't get caught up on vices

While we're chasing M's

Chasing dreams on road

Get a lot of tension back home

Dawg, I do not know what state we're in

We jumped up out that gray BM

And hopped in a Mercedes Benz

Praying hands

We don't get caught up on vices

While we're chasing M's

Chasing dreams on road

Get a lot of tension back home

When I die don't cry my dawgs

Get high my dawgs

Put your cone to the sky my dawgs

I spend every day

Trying to redesign my flaws

So when my casket drops

Make sure it's designed by Kaws

Me not inking divine?

I couldn't think of a time

I ain't gonna do that shit for free

And I don't nickel and dime

I see them trying to replicate

Like it's a simple design

Hope there's an angel on your shoulder

I don't listen to mine

Yeah, lately I've been splitting my time

Maintaining, one hand wash the other

Gotta take care of your brother

Couple words from my mother

I tell her I got it covered

I talk to God in hopes

He tells my Granny that I love her

I wish I didn't remember the 11th of November

But that ain't how this cold world works

I'm just trying to play you my songs

And then make it back home

But I'ma travel the whole globe first

I put that on my dawgs

Dawg, I do not know what state we're in

We jumped up out that gray BM

And right to a Mercedes Benz

Praying hands

We don't get caught up on vices

While we're chasing M's

Chasing dreams on road

Get a lot of tension back home

Dawg, I do not know what state we're in

We jumped up out that gray BM

And hopped in a Mercedes Benz

Praying hands

We don't get caught up on vices

While we're chasing M's

Chasing dreams on road

Get a lot of tension back home