Built to ride, pours achin' but still breakin' bread/ lyin awake in my bed with my ambitionz bein' bled// seein' a dimension where tru-luv blesses tha dead/ it confesses messes but successes thrive instead//
2007 live, reppin' OK where Hornets take tha hive/ bytches take a dive, so no worries on my side// only concern is if i burn and my dream quickly died/ but they all gon' remember me 'cause i tried//
but back to tha real, my people packin' steel/ actin' ill like shyt never left South Dakota hillz// tryna stay on they feet and not back on they heels/ get it how u feel, whutever gon' pay tha billz//
crazed for mill's, but 4 now we dazed cravin' meals/ waves of graves, mourning in tha cut gettin' blazed// low wage, long burnin' sage to ease frustrated rage/ until i rest in tha shade, tha world is my stage//
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