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Lord, my all, you think of it?
Been on long road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, with everything
I think it's 'bout time I of nothing

Sipping wine, sipping wine, cause my Henny
Hard to be friendly women who've seen too many niggas
So I keep my circle small, you need
Never too friends, what is your circumference?
I swear to God, times is hard, but they're better
Tryna every moment, but see we so competitive
Gubana the level, and I never missed a supper
But still my like a fucking model at a buffet
I'm with broads who in love, they ain't seen any better
But dollar signs never mind, and he a zero
And if my heart could speak, it would talk to
And leave the room when a nigga try to sleep 'em
high, getting by, watching time fly
Tell my niggas, I'ma get 'em if they ride
Young, wild living the dream
I'm not who I'm destined to be
They saying, "Grow up"

Lord, my all, what you of it?
on this long road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, with everything
I it's 'bout time I sing of nothing

Been on this road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied everything
I think it's time I sing of nothing

I pray my girl don't to my baby mother yet
But in fact I do, I need by boo to keep my in check
And shit get easier dreams of chasing respect
Get realized, and no team invading your set
Getting high, by as my mind fly
Just my homie a Roley simply to pass time
And on top it's lonely so keep homies right by your side
And if life is then we'll be the shorts of the Fab Five
ties with any nigga who covet mine
And all the stunting got me looking ugly in momma's
But I gotta do it, niggas need provocative music
And as a momma worked too much to have an influence
Rapping and music, a bunch of acting too foolish
You gotta be stupid, Tim Allen had him a tooly
Getting high, sitting down, thinking out
It's a shame niggas lame, but hold it down
Let my bread roll, let my friends go
That's why I let these dreads grow, I'll never fit your crown
Getting high, getting by, time fly
Tell niggas I'mma get 'em every other time
Young, niggas sit in your seat
Know every every liquor for free
[?] believe, [?] bitch, I sow what I
Double M genius, make these bitches so
I make these niggas' on younger lyricists consistently weak
Put my cardio in the rdio and you missin' the
I'm out, standing in every avenue, I'm in the streets
Outstanding, shitting on niggas, but you sit you pee
up

Lord, my all, you think of it?
Been on this road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, with everything
I think it's 'bout time I sing of

Been on this long accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied with
I think it's 'bout time I of nothing