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Shout out to Humble Beaker.

I ain't no question when they come out.

I'm on the subject of love, I live a lie, I'm stuck, I'm stuck, I'm stuck, I'm stuck, I'm stuck.

Nigga all my life.

I've been trying to get it, but I'm put in situations where they're on me and they said it Ain't no hesitation, gang club, they my wedding They tried to knock me down, said on my feet, give me the credit No, we came up from the bottom to the moon is where I'm headed

No, I made a promise to everybody up in heaven.

But I want to go and shoot.

Wars, wars and battles.

I want to go to work, Mafia.

Why do you want to go to work, Afia?

Cause you're all I ever wanted baby, you're all that I need I know we be fighting, promise you I never leave

Niggas they be doubting but I still gotta achieve Know I keep my circle small, I gotta eat I be in my thoughts, I ain't getting any sleep You win no competition, you can go and fit the seat

Killing my chest, all this pain running deep Hearing demons on my head, talking to me, trying to peep

Thank you.

Thank you.

Mama said she proud of me so I'm finna go

Better ride the wave cause the young in front of blow.

I made a promise to all my team in front of ball.

I be in the school inside when I give it all.

Remember when I saw you, I'm like, baby, what it do?

You started saying lies, got me feeling like a fool I know they be doubting, but I got nothing to prove I be steady, working hard, I can never really lose Try to hammer Beaker, ain't no pressure when he come up

Ain't nobody like him in the city, get a one-up.

I know they be talking, saying nothing when we run up.

Shout out Humble Beaker, ain't no pressure when he come up.

Thank you.