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Farewell

I be in pocket most days, but I got some nutty in me\nIt’s why I pull up in that butter Bentley\nYeah, it’s that perfect balance shit that all you busters envy\nAnd I’m still cooking shit just like my cousin Kenny\nPassed the stage of think about who was or wasn’t with me\nSolo mission with my kids I know they fuck with Disney\nCut from a cloth that guarantee we cutting history\nThe way these dreams is unfolding gotta pluck or pinch me\nBig dolla, not the little one, come and eat just like a pilgrim\nWhole entire family know I wheeled em out the getto\nBut can’t take it outta nigga\nEvery state they cop a picture\nLotta grace in my charisma, I was heaven sent\nThe accolades across my letterman indicative of blessings in\nTouched by the man, not a reverend\nAll the ties that I’ve been severing ain’t worth it to follow me in the rooms\nthat I’m excelling in\nThere’s nothing fake people can offer\nIf they get boxed in with me, I may turn into Crawford\nAll this shit that’s on my plate, it won’t fit on a saucer\nI know all this shit was written and know who the author\nI get low for the father, yeah\nNot as devout as I should be\nFall victim to the flesh like I’m a kid or a rookie\nDo I get in line with him, or do I get in some pussy?\nAnd all my cousins thuggin and they know how to boogie\nHah\nAlot of praise, but still alot of sinnin\nQuestioning my own walk, watching Geno Jennings\nI mastered being P and now I see no limits\nAll of this pain that I didn’t endure, but you won’t see no grimmace\nI’m solid to the finish\nBeen at the top for a minute, still I’m the real me\nI can’t get caught up in the shit that didn’t build me\nCause it can kill me, more pricy then my bills be\nOnly my loved ones can make me feel free\nI said vows just to watch it ended abruptly\nLet some people in, and now these niggas disgust me\nI learned that a wolf could sometimes resemble a husky\nSwear that they your dog, then they sell you shorter then Mugsy\nHuh\nYou live and learn, and I know it\nThat’s why I roll with punches\nWith each attack, all of my gifts you see grows in abundance\nIt gets spicy when a nigga get told he was munching\nWhen you play with good people, your goals is the dungeon\nI could never get replaced, they’ll know sooner than later\nA arrow pointed at who assumed it was greater\nAmazing what I get in return for this labor\nI continue leaving trails, but won’t be for the blazers\nTo the fans, man I love you, it’s unconditional\nReasons for me leaving the citys nothing typical\nSo it’s imperative not to believe the narrative\nJust know that what I left is better than what I inherited\nI leave at peace because I know at the end that this is bidness\nHope you remember all of the things you got to sit and witness\nIn the future man, I hope that we greet with hugs and kisses\nBut you should know that they the ones who chose another mission\nThey fishin