In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe
Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
In a private jet while i'm walking in
Young nigga with old spirit and ambition
Like the pyramids primitive appearing in
Raindrops drippin' on my down on my head
That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet
Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams
While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys
Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket
Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip
It ain't where i been
Taskforce reporting in
And trying to start today with arguments
In proving improvement in chunks,
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