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I lost focus once, but time is of the essence

I've lived the lie to fill the void

But never lost sight of the message

Product of environment where truth is barely spoken

But love is still my drug, justified in smaller doses

I die for every single word cause life is what I've chosen

The thinnest lines I walk are often found on sheets of paper

You always cross my mind at time in random intervals

Opinions get disregarded when lifestyle switch to minimal

And words can be misleading, check my style, but matter of syntax

I'd rather do the time than move the knife into my friend's back

Whoever told the lie that we are not allowed to dream

With the same exact reason that I scale on each ravine

I never want a thing to hurt you, baby

That's what I say when things is going my way

When I woke up late, my mom is bright

My plate is full, my mama ballin'

She always callin' askin' if I'm doin' okay

Are you doin' okay?

Are you doin' okay?

Are you doin' okay?

Are you doing okay?

Are you doing okay?

Are you doing okay?

Bury me inside the ocean with the slaves that rather drown

Because the life without my freedom is a life I can't allow

When the last time a rapper made you question your surroundings

When the last time you mentioned black and said that shit proudly

My GVO's got me covered i say the word and they

Assemble my head is in the clouds on top of motherfucking Nimbus

How many real niggas got your back inside Your friend list

I'm focused on my green

I'm Trying to build a better business

And rappers Throwing shade but it's okay i got my shit list

The blackest of the berries has the juice, often the sweetest

My energy is precious, check the notion of our chakras

And when I see you smile, my love is all I have to offer, Rob, so

I never want a thing to hurt you, baby

That's what I say when things is going my way

When I woke up late, my mom is bright, my plate is full

My mama ballin', she always callin', askin' if I'm doin' okay

Are you doing okay?

I never want a thing to hurt you, baby

That's what I say when things is going my way

When I woke up late, my mind be bright

My plate is full, my mama ballin'

She always callin' askin' if I'm doin' okay

Are you doin' okay?

Are you doin' okay?

Are you doin' okay?

Okay

Are you doin' okay?

Are you doin' okay?

Are you doin' okay?