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told you we
could get
it from the

go
place it
on the
mantle
like the shelf
display the
gold
we ain’t paper
planes
took flight
without folding
keep everything
tight at the
end of the
night
sh~t yeah
that’s fasho
yeah that’s fasho
put you on
game
like my brother
showed me gold eye
007 wit the
mic and the
flow
that’s fasho

we avoiding
hotel living
that’s staying
for the next bill
new chick got
me never
thinking
bout the
ex still
stress still
creep up
when she
hit me on
my nextel
iphone
is this love
or another
tyrone
call
call my homies
who done
made it out
the bottom
hard to get
a grip and out
the dark
before it
swallow
seen some
n~gga start
to slip
and end
up tripping
when they
caught em
wouldn’t wanna
tell they
mommas
that they
got em

another black
hymn of a
soul
considered gone
so we celebrate
for my n~ggas
in the warm
out the cold
like a meal
out the
refrigerator
zone
i learned i’m
more useful
makin money
for my own
so i’m getting
out these walls
to bleed
and pen
another poem
everybody praying
that
i fall
imma
show em
and everybody
praying that
i ball
imma show em
and share it
wit the ones
who kept it solid
boy i promise

told you we
could get
it from the
go
place it
on the
mantle
like the shelf
display the
gold
we ain’t paper
planes
took flight
without folding
keep everything
tight at the
end of the
night
sh~t yeah
that’s fasho
yeah that’s fasho
put you on
game
like my brother
showed me gold eye
007 wit the
mic and the
flow
that’s fasho

impress these
wit the vibes
i stress
free of charge
and still a quest
seems
the route
to get the
king like
playin chess
sn~tch em out
the sleep like
momma when
you late on
day of test
then i rock em
like a
momma
had you layin on
her breast
vibe clean
you a mess
fly queen
fluent s~x
love languages
we speak
give a speech
for we rest
told to
reach the sky
lift the feet
from floor we rest
raised to
cop a 100
and that ain’t the
score we test

another black
hymn of a
soul
considered gone
so we celebrate
for my n~ggas
in the warm
out the cold
like a meal
out the
refrigerator
zone
i learned i’m
more useful
makin money
for my own
so i’m getting
out these walls
to bleed
and pen
another poem
everybody praying
that
i fall
imma
show em
and everybody
praying that
i ball
imma show em
and share it
wit the ones
who kept it solid
boy i promise

momma
i’m swiping
these ebt’s
you told me
to pray
i got on
my knees
my confidence
swaying just
like these trees
i was
just hoping
i could be freed
i was
just hoping
i could
be freed
i was
just hoping
i could
be freed

told you we
could get
it from the
go
place it
on the
mantle
like the shelf
display the
gold
we ain’t paper
planes
took flight
without folding
keep everything
tight at the
end of the
night
sh~t yeah
that’s fasho


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