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I
gotta
keep
being
patient
and
stay
with
the
faith
That
one
day
we
a
get
through
the
storm
Can't
wait
to
wake
up
my
momma
to
look
In
her
face
when
I
tell
her
we
finally
on
I
know
that
everybody
really
counting
on
me
So
I
watch
how
I'm
paying
my
cards
'Til
then
I'mma
keep
on
killing
all
the
competition
Tell
them
niggas
I
send
my
regards
I
got
some
niggas
sitting
with
the
stars
None
of
this
money
healing
any
scars
I
seen
my
niggas
bleeding
in
the
yard
I
keep
that
nina
with
me
like
a
guard
I
gotta
give
everything
that
I
got
in
the
booth
And
then
wake
up
and
do
it
tomorrow
They
tryna
hang
my
nigga
with
a
knot
in
a
noose
You
can
say
he
a
slave
to
the
charge
I
used
to
stay
in
that
place
where
you
know
it
Ain't
safe
with
them
bags
of
that
weight
in
them
cars
That's
when
Lil
Terry
went
back
for
a
case
After
case,
now
I
stare
at
his
face
through
the
bars
No
you
can't
eat
what
I
ate
Tryna
take
off
my
plate,
in
my
face
then
I'm
making
him
starve
He
know
I
stay
with
the
gang
I
don't
hang
with
no
lames,
if
you
play
then
I'm
making
it
hard
I
used
to
play
with
lasers
in
the
dark
Boy
I'ma
hang
a
nigga
like
a
tarp
He
think
it's
sweet,
but
we'll
make
it
tart
Now
I
don't
need
a
key
to
make
it
start
I
started
rapping
They
told
me
they
know
that
I'm
cold
Now
I
found
me
the
perfect
of
flows
I
made
some
changes
and
stops
on
the
road
to
the
top
But
you
know
that's
how
turbulence
goes
I
had
to
stay
on
that
block
with
them
servings
Of
rocks,
so
I
came
and
I
turned
up
the
stove
This
for
my
niggas
who
stuffed
all
them
shells
in
that
glock
And
then
put
in
that
work
with
that
pole
This
one
for
everyone
doubted
me
Shoutout
Ari,
she
told
me
she
proud
of
me
Years
back
you
was
just
talking
down
on
me
Now
I
can't
stop
these
bitches
from
crowding
me
Only
hang
with
the
gang
that's
surrounding
me
Pull
up
and
bang,
leave
his
brains
on
the
balcony
Wiping
his
nose
like
a
stain
or
his
allergies
I
need
that
chain
so
I'm
changing
my
salary
Now
I
don't
play
with
my
food
so
I'm
changing
intake
of
my
calories
You
a
lame,
you
be
faking
with
batteries
Me
I
be
putting
in
work
like
a
factory
Now
I
got
pockets
that's
pass
the
capacity
I
gotta
keep
being
patient
and
stay
with
the
faith
That
one
day
we
a
get
through
the
storm
Can't
wait
to
wake
up
my
momma
to
look
In
her
face
when
I
tell
her
we
finally
on
I
know
that
everybody
really
counting
on
me
So
I
watch
how
I'm
paying
my
cards
'Til
then
I'ma
keep
on
killing
all
the
competition
Tell
them
niggas
I
send
my
regards
I
got
some
niggas
sitting
with
the
stars
None
of
this
money
healing
any
scars
I
seen
my
niggas
bleeding
in
the
yard
I
keep
that
nina
with
me
like
a
guard
I
gotta
give
everything
that
I
got
in
the
booth
And
then
wake
up
and
do
it
tomorrow
They
tryna
hang
my
nigga
with
a
knot
in
a
noose
You
can
say
he
a
slave
to
the
charge
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