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The last on my agenda 
but the first on my mind 
I said I'd leave you alone 
more than a thousand times

Now we're here my dear 
I've realized that I won't

gon hold her?
Heart so cold wear it around my neck, she saying she want me to poke her
That fat ass gon turn her to a BM, I gotta stop by Kroger
Clown

Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used

back around and cop another one
And look like a clown
I done made a whole hundred thousand
I'm finna tell you young niggas how
Can't fuck around with no

4 AM, Rapping again
In my feelings, man this shit, it just happened again
Bipolar dysfunction, I'm crying and laughing and shit
Mixed emotions, man

Like why you mad
Stupid ass hoe, why you acting fucking sad
Fuckin' all this shit up, then you tell me it's my bad
Think she got bipolar with the way

(Around, round)
Because
I don't wanna love you
If I’m not getting loved by you
If I can't love you
I got a thousand other things to do
I don't wanna love you

Ion Get You

MoneyBagg Yo

2 Heartless

2018

then wanna be official
You act so bipolar, I don't get you

I told you stay down 'cause I know shit can get a lil' hectic
Ain't been 'round you, got

Emerald / Burgundy

Juvenile

Indigo [Extended]

2019

These other bitches lookin' garbage like the trash can (can)
Wildin' for it, I fuck up a hundred thousand for it
I throw some money in the air, then hit

Game Over

Ice Cube

The Untouchable [Screwed]

1997

hearts tickin'
I fought and made the world listen
Whatever fly Dr. Dre invented, turn on the box
And let my son watch these studio clowns on 60 inches

I

to be poorer
I run it remote kintrolla yeeeee
Acting all extra bipolar yeeeee
She not yo chick cause I stole her Yeeeee
Candy from baby in stroller
I'm

poor, why can't he tap into him?
Can't use that excuse anymore
He's mad at the wind, he's in a nuclear war
With a clown he's yelling "At it again"
I

I'm finna turn to this class clown, should be crazy deep
They told my momma I was bipolar had A.D.D.
I told em, what-what I wanna do, I wanna be

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


*
Words sometimes

You Deserve Better

R. Kelly

Black Panties [Deluxe Clean]

2013

better baby
fuckin' with this clown
Pack your bags and we can leave now
Girl don't let him bring you down
You deserve better baby
Let a real nigga

function is distorted bipolar and maybe more it is sad that she's contorted 
In her cortex why are her thoughts so fucking morbid
Involuntarily committed

little lies, sweet little lies (yeah)

They say I'm crazy, I'm bipolar, I need some damn help
Why say forever if we gon' die by our damn self?
She said

Attack him with neglect
Elect him for the wrecked
Fallen is he
Clouded for fate I see

Just a disaster in the makin
For that he is forsaken
Bipolar awaken

Рико
 
Hectic Path

Have you found your way
I know it lies behind the clouds
Surrounded by the haze
Look around look around
You'll see the particles

dollar bills
A hundred thousand hundred dollar bills
I want a hundred thousand hundred dollar bills
I got beats by the pound, I'm just trying to get my

mind and go thug it out 

Virgin with the business I don't fuck around/ paint on ya hands cause you jerking clowns

Gotta watch these woman outta circus

they be phantoms

You don't need a diss
You a clown bitch
Call me on my phone and I be like who dis?

I won't sing a deal
But you may ask me
Living like

a circus worker:
He has not a wig, he should better be a twerker
B*tch we are surrounded by thousands of crazy clowns, huh
We should buy a money gun cuz we

Circus of Heaven

Yes

Tormato

1978

On the very last day

A unicorn headed the mystical way
Surrounded by what seemed a thousand golden angels at play
Behind were Centaurs, elves, bright