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all we ever wanted x3

all we ever wanted was a little peace of mind
putting. all this work just so we could get to shine

hit the ground running keep my foot right up they necks
striving for perfection. putting work. we do not rest
we go in over time, like everytime the bags beneath my lids
losing sleep i’m chasing dreams, on a daily basis
up all night mixing sonics, just to get the right pitch
since i saw that biggie video w the jesus piece & kris
i just wanna win forever, so i’m digging thru the ditch
finding pieces of the struggle inspiration for the clique

i could tell it, how it is, i just understand my vision
put in work on top of work, 10 2 10 type of living
on that mexican wave, striving just to pave a way
all alone in my sp-ce. 40 nights & 40 days
mane you do not understand. what we go through
pain in my heart. i do this sh-t for you. she turned around & stabbed it
now i know the truth. now i see the light
now i get the picture
mannnnnneeeeeeeeeee
f-ck that b-tch, i’m on a roll. raise the bar, i think i’m close
to my dreams & all my goals. pushing forth i need a deux
double cup to ease my mind, kissing pink i slip in slime
swimming in these muddy waters, turbulence is on the rise

this is all we do
this is all i know
working with the crew, mann one time for klaudy kun
elvis is my n-gg-. would we make it?
he said truu
i’m just working hard so i pray that time is soon

look
pay attention we’ve been doing this, from the start
never playing shooting. aiming for the heavens yeah! the stars
either make it or i’m scarred, for the rest of my life
i don’t have plan b, so i have to get it right

look
all we ever wanted was to chase our f-cking dreams
all we ever needed, copping all the finer things
10 2 10 lifestyle. pushing our scheme
lord willing we. will make it out this scene

young n-gg-, just move that dope
just cut that key , don’t open doors
mane f-ck police. just hustle hard. i’m trapped out the boulevard. of broken dreams
don’t talk to me , i’m off at 3 or maybe 5
rolling with vanessa & i think her nose is half alive
anyways just p-ss the gin, drinking out the bottle trick
i’ve been working overtime. i think i do deserve this sh-t
don’t be talking petty sh-t, we do not f-ck none of that
only opportunities that’s what would get us on the map

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