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[Verse] This for my uninsured visionaries I know that freedom starting to feel scary My past worries getting buried in success flurries My 10th year we been a threat shit getting scary At dinner time we ate dreams cause pockets varied Overly dedicated channeled my bohemian Religion overrated we slaves tryna be free again Something to think about My mama teaching be the reason i don't leave the house So much deceit you speak Don't tell me something that's gon make me preach I got jewels but never rock em less it's on my teeth You call it street that's normal i never lived cordial portal of gods// lead niggas to water but never aim to spoil My past life as a child with no act right Lead a nigga to be a god now he feel like he passed christ Pass nice, my conglomerate can raise the gas price Fast nights, told shorty she could blow the bagpipe The feds watch, hide my drugs in Henny L.O. dropbox Fuck the cops stay yo ass off my block You'll never blow on my watch Stored the chopper in the stove with the wok Killing these bots i'm king nigga Higher than it seems nigga [Chorus] Just keep yo head above the bullshit and fly nigga People like us was made for the sky nigga Keep it real with yourself and don't you lie nigga The world hate you but you my nigga, my nigga [Verse] How many rhymes I gotta kick for you to love this shit How many times I gotta curse get on the mothership How many times you gotta flip that pack How many ounces does it take for you give mine back I'm saying, how many bullets does it take to be the man How many brothers gotta die at your hands How many times I gotta stomp my feet How many times will it take for you to find your peace You wanna live in harmony but niggas be testing You grabbing your weapon But for the cheese you'll get on your knees no praying for heaven// you shooting pass that How many niggas you gotta rob for you to reach the nasdaq The crack is in your ass crack, they seen it How many sold they soul so they can be all on your zenith How many crossed over and seen the light, have you seen it How many questions does a nigga have to ask Before you turn me to a thing of the past I got a question [Chorus] I got a question, questions Got these, got these Questions, questions Got these Cameras flash, the world pass, the blunt ashes Question my future, with pit maneuvers, I lost my passion Laminating my thoughts another blunt I'm caught Red & blue, rear view visions, of all the days I caught the spark And then I left on noah's arc Bad decisions but I'm trapped inside a prison I mean, my cloudy mind, i mean, on borrowed time A fiend for my own shine, just a victim of the times Keep asking questions [Chorus] Just a victim of the times a fiend for my own shine Just a victim of the times a fiend for my own shine Just a victim of the times yo