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  • I'm tired of these smoke and mirrors
    I see it clear
    Too many bojangles' I cheer
    In mama [?]
    Playing dress-up like they real
    But I know they fit
    The progression of the people under the stairs
    That's too poor to come up there
    But we knocking doors, off the hinges
    Tryna stay one with ourselves, and not these prisoners
    That AK say I can go anywhere, without a lintian
    Don't let these old Versace lenses, cloud your vision
    Along with smoke and mirrors
    I had to take a breath and chill on it
    I got some Soul that's if you still want it
    Down home, country *****t
    ***** yeah I'm still on it
    You might have bit a style or two, but ain't no skill on it
    It ain't jumping out the gym if there ain't no rims on it
    Candy paint ain't poppin' enough that you can throw some rim on it
    Say you got that Ghetty Green, why you sprinkle stims on it?
    Yeah I got family to feed, suggest you throw some M's on it
    Trim on it, money trees need water to grow some [?] on it
    Buy a house, two or three and let my mama live on it
    So I can break bread with my partners, contrary to popular belief they tired of toting choppers cause
    How many blunts you plan to smoke today?
    How many drinks you need to stop the shakes?
    I know the feeling when the ceiling's the only thing to watch
    And it's either gas your car or buy food for your spot
    8 'O clock, on the dot, they call you for them bills
    Sallie Mae don't give a ****, that's how you know she's real
    So we comply, getting by is hard enough
    Them law know what you sellin' cause they ain't that far from you
    Stake they two damn cars from ya
    And them junkies be [?]
    Just the P will cost you re-up so you hustlin' for nothing
    Wanna leave but all your people hold you back cause they struggling
    So you feeling like **** it, another crab in the bucket
    Gravity can't hold us, if you jump up out my clothes
    Then you don't really know me, if you ain't at all love
    Then what you trying to show me
    Another car, another crib, another deal, another Rolley
    Cause I done seen it all
    That's not a reflection of, what I'm meant to be
    It's [?] at the [?]
    So what we gon' do now?
    This time's ticking, please for give me
    I'll admit
  • I'm tired of these smoke and mirrors
    I see it clear
    Too many bojangles' I cheer
    In mama [?]
    Playing dress-up like they real
    But I know they fit
    The progression of the people under the stairs
    That's too poor to come up there
    But we knocking doors, off the hinges
    Tryna stay one with ourselves, and not these prisoners
    That AK say I can go anywhere, without a lintian
    Don't let these old Versace lenses, cloud your vision
    Along with smoke and mirrors
    I had to take a breath and chill on it
    I got some Soul that's if you still want it
    Down home, country *****t
    ***** yeah I'm still on it
    You might have bit a style or two, but ain't no skill on it
    It ain't jumping out the gym if there ain't no rims on it
    Candy paint ain't poppin' enough that you can throw some rim on it
    Say you got that Ghetty Green, why you sprinkle stims on it?
    Yeah I got family to feed, suggest you throw some M's on it
    Trim on it, money trees need water to grow some [?] on it
    Buy a house, two or three and let my mama live on it
    So I can break bread with my partners, contrary to popular belief they tired of toting choppers cause
    How many blunts you plan to smoke today?
    How many drinks you need to stop the shakes?
    I know the feeling when the ceiling's the only thing to watch
    And it's either gas your car or buy food for your spot
    8 'O clock, on the dot, they call you for them bills
    Sallie Mae don't give a ****, that's how you know she's real
    So we comply, getting by is hard enough
    Them law know what you sellin' cause they ain't that far from you
    Stake they two damn cars from ya
    And them junkies be [?]
    Just the P will cost you re-up so you hustlin' for nothing
    Wanna leave but all your people hold you back cause they struggling
    So you feeling like **** it, another crab in the bucket
    Gravity can't hold us, if you jump up out my clothes
    Then you don't really know me, if you ain't at all love
    Then what you trying to show me
    Another car, another crib, another deal, another Rolley
    Cause I done seen it all
    That's not a reflection of, what I'm meant to be
    It's [?] at the [?]
    So what we gon' do now?
    This time's ticking, please for give me
    I'll admit