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Living by my limits baby not on these laws I don't need much but damn I want it all Got some issues that can never get resolved They show me this image I knew I'd get involved Like how much time in a day? 'Cause I ain't left collage to smoke, Momma promise a way Man to be honest ain't no options y'all got dollars to pay And if it ain't about the big scrape: I'm not on my way Take me out of this game, I need paitence I just need something tougher than hood famous Something other than hood boggers Tasting sugar is good ain't it Another chip from these wood blocks ain't gettin' tanted It's fucked up when they sleepin' on you're feelings And the picture that you scripted way more vivid than these nigga's paintin' A fucked feeling when you focused in on women But you're shoe short just a jump shot from drug slagin' Stay in your lane man, I know the pain All you go through so they can know you're name Hand you a rope to hang, and tell you jump Now I'm just tryna stay afloat again Shit I still remember way before the paper Before I had a favour, 'fore it waved up Was tying durags over my taper It was: the preparation of this player Catching these feelin's before I knew them shits was rare Letras de cancionesI was just another nigga blowing kush up in the air Rollin' dice and still aware that this crack game is unfair So what's the point? I guess it's for the thrill My intentions wasn't dirty I was caught in the pill I was writing 'bout this game, I dogde-balled it for real I love that shit but way too smart to have my heart in the steal Before me dreamin' even mattered, I was scheming so ellaborate Couple place to feed right now, man I can't be no fucking rapper Are you kidding me? Them hopes were literally flat I couldn't see it from my angle, man that picture was black It's kodak I seen so many niggas get it, where the fuck I go at? It's pre-written you supposed to know that From Letras Mania