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mylan.theparies - just some thoughts lyrics

[intro]
let’s take a trip

[verse]
into my mind and i see me winnin’
anything i master is profit there ain’t no limits
on a mission
but life that we given so unforgivin’
tryna make some d_mn lemonade from all of these lemons
gotta grip it
they wantin’ me locked away with a sentence
or they want me dead and gone in a casket without my senses
sh_t relentless
the system we get in ain’t for melanin
we tryna get back together they tryna maintain division

d_mn

man this sh_t is sickenin’
how they keep us all so divided usin’ religion
how they manage to keep debatin’ over the image
and they keep teachin’ us history my n_gga i feel retention
my n_gga i hear you listenin’
my n_gga it’s set in stone
my n_gga i feel you itchin’
it’s time to get this sh_t switchin’
we can no longer prolong
it’s time to make a decision
but keep in mind right from wrong
and please stay yo ass outta prison (please)
but back to myself and my own ascension
knowin’ imma make it my n_gga because i’m gifted
knowin’ that i’m here for a purpose ’cause life ain’t ended
and though i look to the future this beat got me reminiscin’
a youngin’, a sacramentan
of course my dad he was missin’
my grandma she raised a christian
the world, though, done blurred my vision
i’m seein’ things so much different
some friendships i had to end em
ill n_ggas create ill symptoms
best remedy is some distance (some distance)
thinkin’ of high school my man i miss it
havin’ the best years of my life then that sh_t just ended
fantasize ’bout f_ckin’ the baddies give em this p_n_s
i’m callin’ my n_gga terrin like i’ll be there in a minute
cruisin’ down calvine, right on to vintage
bout to meet the homies, they havin’ a big tournament
n_ggas hangin’ out in the house of that n_gga dixon
and anything i ever said in life please know that i meant it

i got a thing for thinkin’ ’bout the past too much
but those the times i associate with the most
attach myself to a memory and squeeze onto it for dear life like a parasite do to a host
i need money my n_gga not the hoes
i think i got a problem lettin’ go
toxic traits of a youngin’ who got some goals
a lotta things i was doin was just for show
but now look at me b_tch i’m a pro
teamed up with my blood paed2wice the next thing to blow
even if i never see green that’s still my bro
used to eat cinnamon toast
with him and slept on the flo’
it’s crazy he seen me grow
we ran through plenty of hoes
i knew him when he was broke
i’m black he filipino
the blood ain’t what make us close
16 years old sharin’ clothes
freestylin’ and spittin’ flows
the n_gga was my first post
i’m just tryna be comfortable
i just want some land like my ancestors befo’
i want me some kids i’m thinkin’ bout havin’ fo’
everybody with the gold
and the name make it go

thought of some things and then i spoke
had to put the words in the air and let em float
lot of game that i soaked
came from nipsey hussle
i would never sell my soul
for some m_th_f_ckin’ dough

all i know is stand 10 toes
my circle small like the letter o
sh_t one of these days man imma drive the boat
funny n_gga but no i am not a joke
i got a question what you listenin’ fo’
is it ’cause the way i rhyme my wordin’ impeccable
when it’s all said and done i promise i’ll be the goat
but hey man what do i know
these just some thoughts that i wrote

- mylan theparies

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