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My mic up a little bit on this one, but its cool
Yeah

You know what it is man

I wrote this a while ago, but
I feel like right now is the time for me to go ahead and record it
Yeah

This is right before the rise man
To God be the glory
Did it right before your eyes
So you heard and seen the story
Seen many niggas' lie
Just so they could seem historic
Never had to write a lie
Its my heart that I been pouring

In these tracks I feel reborn
I know I said that shit before
But each track I feel it more
I see a change by twenty four

Growing pains will leave broke and poor
I'm blessed to be employed
I mean I'm blessed to see a coin
When every corner that you turn
Somebody begging for a coin

The systematic fall off
The devil begging me to join
But you could never catch me on my ass
I make a penny last
Spit every verse like its my last
Cause I then seen my life flash

In that first crash
No seatbelt
Independent mindset
But I'm throwed' off and need help
A bloodline problem
Not a goon nor a goblin
Just a nigga' who surviving
In a world where good ones die young
To the top is where I'm mobbing
Feel above the rim like Zion
Never had to catch a body
In hopes a nigga' never try me
But I'll be glad to stay alive
Can't let a nigga' say he got me
Probably why I'm contemplating so hard on copping a shotty'
But that's not me
Thats not me

I move smooth as hot tea
Truly never had hot tea
Only kool-aid and hot days
From Briargate to Hiram Clarke
Rest in peace Jaleel
Every morning it was plaza park
Dreams of NBA
Never thought you'd die at sixteen
So now I grind for both of us
Hard to only write a sixteen
Lil nigga' big dreams
The Hail Mary I'll moss it
We was playing jackpot like it was the mosh pit
A lot of things changed due to age
And facts misunderstood from gossip

When Nugget had the fluid in his knee outside we'd be boxing
And we still rocking
Rest in peace
Cause that's my nigga' till the death
And that's more technical then refs
For him I'd take two to the chest and probably still live no take twos for the best

Just tattoos to the chest
While I stack blues in a chess
They gone ask you who the best
You gone hear this and think Tim
And if you don't shit, then its cool
Cause everybody new school
And I know I'm only deuce deuce
But I feel that times two

Written by:
Timothy Dunham

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