Sun Is Too Bright So I′m Closing The Blinds
Hate All My Thoughts So I Close Off My Mind
I Close Off My Mind So I Close Off My TimeSo The People That Need Me I Close Off My Life
I'm Flying A Kite
I Look In The Sky
They Minding Their Business So I′m Minding Mine
I'm Driving My Car And Im Looking For Signs
I Come To A Stop And I Let Them Go By
Im Thinking Bout Thinking Bout Thinking Bout Life
Thinking Bout Drinking It Starts With A Pint
Thinking And Thinking Of All Of The Crime
I'm Thinking Bout People That Fall In The Line
Thinking Bout People That Never Align
Thinking Bout Murderers, Killers
The Dealers And Perjurers All Of Them Murderous All Of Them Motiveless
So Many Dead And Yet They Are Alive
Walking At Night
I′m Walking In Flights
They Pull Me In Alleys They Covered In Booze
While They Jacking My Shoes
And They Pull Out A Gun And They Threaten My Life
Either Pull Out A Gun Or They Pull Out A Knife
As They Circling Me It′s The Circle Of Life
They Choose Me To Live So They Beat Me To Bits
Then I'm Tossed To The Curb And It′s All In Plain Sight

Yea

Couple Of Minutes You Notice The Sight
You Stand For My Death But You Sit By My Side
Holding My Hand But It's Breaking My Spine
You Here For My Death But Weren′t Here For My Life

Here From The Moment I Started To Climb
My Status Of Rapper From No To A Might
The Fans Go Through To Hell To Help All Of My Sales
And Now All Of A Sudden I Owe Them My Life

Do Not Imagine
Keep On Relaxing
But Rest Assured Every Action Has A Reaction

Amount Of Passion
Don't Need A Caption
The Greatest Words Will Never Beat The Worst Actions

Losing A Soul That We Can′t Recreate
It Feels Like We're Losing A Legend A Day
It Seems Like They're Leaving More Early Than Late
He Was Known 24 But He Died Around 8

Losing The Ones That Were Said To Be Great
To Balance The World From Not Falling In Place
Nipped In The Bud So I′m Losing My Hustle
Then Cameron Boyce Slept But He Never Did Wake

Cyanide Breathing I′ll Give A Whirl
Friday Night Losses I'll Drink Till I Hurl
99 Problems That′s 99 Causes
I Can't Find My Juice So I′m Losing My World

He's Drinking And Driving An Alcho That Hauls It
A Nine To A Five He′s A Whatchumacallit
And One That Is Dying But One Is Surviving
A Struggle With Life But Yet Neither Would Profit

A Homicide Murderer That's His New Calling
He Goes By The Book But He Wants To Live Lawless
They Call It A Suicide Call It A Sacrifice Call It An Accident What Do You Call It

When People That Live Killed The Ones That Have Died
The Need For A Gun For The Evil Of Minds
Found Limbs In A Ditch Only Slapped On The Wrist
They Get Punished By Living The Rest Of Their Life

Fuck

We Rolling The Dice
It's Prada To Levi′s It′s Just A Design
Rags To The Riches You Treat People Different
To Make It To Fame We Would Gamble Our Lives

We Living As Humans But Man Is Not Kind
Top Of The World We Were Bound To Decline
All Good Intentions Depends On Perception
If I Bring Attention I'm Outta My Mind

Do Not Imagine
Keep On Relaxing
But Rest Assured Every Action Has A Reaction

Amount Of Passion
Don′t Need A Caption
The Greatest Words Will Never Beat The Worst Actions

I'm Low On My Funds I′m Robbing This Bank
I Done This Before It's More Like A Prank
Just Take Out The Cameras Then Show Them Some Manners
This Shit Is So Easy I Hate To Be Frank

I′m Robbing For Sport So I Need A Team
We're Once In A Lifetime They Call Us The Dream
We Robbing You Fuckers Like Pastors And Churches
We Take All Your Money So Now You Believe

You Better Not Run You Better Not Book
You Better Not Move You Better Stay Put
Cashing It Out No Backing Out Now You're Halfway To Living The Life Of A Crook

If You Spend Your Cut You Go By The Book
If You Move Your Money You Pivot Your Foot
Don′t Vacay Too Long And Don′t Be Like Lebron
If You're Planning To Travel You Make It Look Good