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i could take the hate - albee al lyrics

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i’m a astronaut
going places ya’ll n***** never been
you can’t walk in my shoes man
the gladiator

they k!lled my bro when i was locked, i couldn’t make the wake
think my dawg set it up, is it safe to say
ask me why i’m gettin’ high i think it’s safer sp*ce
before i eat a bad b*tch i like to say my grace
shot my cousin on the block it was the safest place. rode for him, drop something, tried to make his day. if i was there when it happened, i’d
probably take his place. playgrounds in my hood but it ain’t safe to play
cook a opp in broad day i call it wake and bake. gave my dawg a hunnid years i wanna break the gate. n***** fake like wrestlin’ call it jake the
snake. been hated on since a youngin’ i can take
the hate. might get carried from the game before i walk away. i got some friends i really love but we don’t talk today. i did sh*t they did sh*t we in a awkward place. bro lost trial for a body he was forced to stay
pray for me you know i’m under a lot of pressure
since i lost my brother still ain’t pulled myself together
changin’ like the weather hard to read who really down for me. never question d*nk i know he down to shake the town for me. genie in a bottle thinkin wishin sippin’ remy. respected by all but yet i’m hated by many. dirty on my semi wigs a fly like a toupee. pull that sh*t from anywhere dame time 2k. probably at your boos place. in her mouth like toothpaste. she gone throw it at me watch me catch it like a bouquet. went from state slides to gucci slides on a island. went from handcuffs to rolex flooded diamonds
got this sh*t from grindin’ had no time for bondin’
my last b*tch left me and we had so much time in
guess you don’t really know a person how
you thought. god think i only talk to him before court. haven’t had phone calls ’cause i miss my
dawgs. know they cheerin’ for me every time they
see me floss. cut some n***** off, probably can’t stand me. but i don’t need friends, loyalty make you family. star that’s my brother that’s my
muhf*ckin’ brother. death before dishonor like we got the same mother. no question i’ll sit in a cell for ’em.no question i’ll catch a f*ckin’ sh*ll for ’em
walk through h*ll for ’em
we somewhere on an ocean, celebratin’, postin’. surrounded by bad b*tches, gang, toastin’
ain’t mad about sh*t except they threw away my lotion. when they search my bag tsa was lookin’
mad. like why he carry all this cash. foreal though, but we don’t sweat the small sh*t. k!lled so many opps i think them p*ssies bout to forfeit
yo’ pockets on nervous, my sh*t on rasputin
remember school time mama had to find a
booster. turn me to a shooter, started as a robber, never had a pops my mama had to play
my father. 20 in my joggers, member they ain’t bother, to look at me. now they brandin’ me like harvard. practice social distance for these n*****
and these b*tches. paranoid i don’t really know your true intentions. mood swingin’ you know them perks be hittin’ different. people say they love you when you gone they go missin’
they k!lled my bro when i was locked, i couldn’t make the wake. think my dawg set it up, is it safe to say. ask me why i’m gettin’ high i think it’s safer sp*ce. before i eat a bad b*tch i like to say my
grace. shot my cousin on the block it was the
safest place. rode for him drop something tried to make try to make his day. if i was there when it happened i’d probably take his place. playgrounds in my hood but it ain’t safe to
play. cook a opp in broad day i call it wake and
bake. gave my dawg a hunnid years i wanna
break the gate. n***** fake like wrestlin’ call it jake the snake. been hated on since a youngin’ i can take the hate

this sh*t ain’t botherin’ me man
it ain’t suppose to bother you when you know who you are
when you comfortable in your skin n****
you know what im sayin’
n***** know what i’m ’bout
10 toes n**** f*ck you mean
mike myers back
mr. walk “em down
let’s get this money though, get this
money though

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