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augi jean – se gateway lyrics

(v.1)

used to take this as a joke
making beats for 106th wasco
every rapper in the cipher circle
hid they wrist saying it’s gold
they some indigos, cliqueing up on they phones
liars hide their hands of stones, thrown
we both know a stick the only one to break a bone
i’ll buy a meadow scaped home, you’ll buy meds, o’s, scape goats
i don’t shoot guns, yet, but i hate dishonor
dirt suits me brown, tree, stash colonel mustard
purple punch my nerves away gas, sh-lled, no turtle tongue –
was born in smoke, f-ck these hoes till i find the perfect one
i can lead a life, plant seeds, lead a fertile one
of peace, finesse my enemies, snake t–th
only bite for two white ones besides only me
that’s my sister and young kinc’
all my brothers turning pink
talk all friendly and play with me
jaded too, they get all wet when i raise my seat
and break a ceiling, invite them in
they got jobs, they have work, false lifestyle percs
popping lean and percs to falsify they feeling first
then they hit me for the herb
that’s a smokescreen that occurs
imagine being first to ball, every morning hoop dreams
couldn’t make a team though because my form of shooting
sh-t, beef with ginger boxer and tyrell, wouldn’t stop
guess why i’m on my own now? friends became these same ops
switching for a dame, dollar, zeroes under the name collars
slamming on my porch, tryna leave like g. wallace
need a team, but i’m solo, got no rings
from 7 to 8 i rap everyday
that’s 13 like satan’s grace
13 i’m walking on water the vibe is like 13
f-ck hidden hotel floors and suites still i journey
stack up my money, clean as detergent
in my home and draw up curtains
making real certain that no more observers tell me i’m cursed
they tell me i’m crazy, i’m far off the earth
you can f-ck off but i laugh at you first
most of my neighbors i’d rob at a turn
if i wasn’t so confident it was my turn
walking home broke feeling rich draped in gold
i laugh with god when you pick that tone
or talking gossip, gospel, are you an apostle?
you in the bible?
you made an idol?
am i ent-tled, or am i in pride
when i tell you i was born as solo as i’ll die?
and trust to me is just a free trial?
would you get up in denial?
and leave while my leaves pile and turn anew
money and tree and those that are true
many will hate me, they always do
many will love me, say it and prove

(bridge / hook)

jae had kept me up
t dragon kept me up
dad ain’t kept me up
q had kept me up

106th
we gon’ hit a hundred l!cks
find another prairie
and blaze a trail out this ditch

106th
we gon’ hit a hundred l!cks
still be at the pharmacist’s, asking for a nickel bag no
no more

- augi jean lyrics

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