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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lamar Thornton II
Lamar Thornton II
Songwriter

Lyrics

Had to focus on myself and find my Inner G
**** draining they be taking all my energy
Cuz serving on the streets fuck dispensaries
And now we riding on the hills and it's Beverly
All these drugs really fucking up my memory
Drum round with the beam chop accessories
Mari fucking life a documentary
Watch A young **** make it all out the streets
See a young **** went and got focused
When you the best you don't worry about opponents
Step in the club everybody they gone notice
Mari he a star understand I'ma poet
Up some bands in her face do what I say like hypnosis
Mari give you chills he the mother fucking coldest
Even when you down bad broke you can't never be hopeless
I done been through the most pressure I ain't never folding
I can tell the hate from the love, real from the bogus
I ain't worried bout the past or the future I'm in the moment
Stay tight with my fam with my bros I'm the closest
You can't be the highest if you ain't been through your lowest
Mari spit that real
Mari tell you how it go down in the field
Brody taking fake yercs hope he don't OD
My baby broke my heart turned me to the old me
Thankful for my mom and my pops ya they clothed me
There for everybody but nobody gone console me
Had to focus on myself and find my Inner G
**** draining they be taking all my energy
Cuz serving on the streets fuck dispensaries
And now we riding in the hills and it's Beverly
All these drugs really fucking up my memory
Drum round with the beam chop accessories
Mari fucking life a documentary
Watch A young **** make it all out the streets
Written by: Lamar Thornton II
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