Life
Gotta climb this mountain
Got a mountain to climb
Working on getting a million
Cause a million is on my mind
I'm talking about a mill ticket
It's 2020 and people still lying to kick it
Well your rents due
So you've been evicted
Trapped in the land of the lost
Surrounded by the wicked
Doing hard time and couldn't even
Afford a visit
All my homies left me lonely
That's why I'm original, the hard print
No copy
God has my back
So who go stop me
This isn't a myth
This is a talent
It's my gift
I love to write
Plenty things on my mind as I stare at the stars at night
And in the morning it's so bright from the sunlight
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