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[Hook] 


Good morning, goodnight, (goodnight) 
I'm so outta sight  (I'm so outta sight) 
No more going out in public bitches asking for a slice

Reinventing hustle saucing up I'm in the kitchen 
Dreadie still a don not da one you should be dissing 
If I told da whole story more than likely I'll be

One more exit, a left and then a right
Down that old dirt road, to a welcome home porchlight 
I'm just runnin, I peek inside my window
Lives runnin

I echo down the hall
You hear me slam the door
Already buried me
But I came back, begging for more
I’m every chill you feel
More than a memory
I hope

right.
Living with the big guys, in mind.
Thought it was midnight, I'm high.
Whatchu' call a big rhyme, big lines?(No!) 
When I throw deep line, you blind.

In communication school
The girls are way to cool
To them I’m such a tool
In their denim and fancy jewels
I changed the way that I dress
So they

Chopper City)
And I'm so sick and tired of bein sick and tired
of bein sick and tired bein sick and muh'fuckin tired
All these pussy-ass niggaz (I see they

I'm not ready to sign my life away
I'm not ready to plan out every day
I don't know what my heart is going to say
please respect me and let me find

And I’m out of time
She’s out of lines
I’m out of rhymes
I don’t know why
I’m out her mind
She’s out of mine
I didn’t cry
I don’t know why
But I’m

(now its bussin bussin)
Coochie color kisses on her stomach (let me leave it on yo stomach)

[Verse 1]
Ask me when I'm coming home I'm hustling (know i'm

with wine got me geeked like a dork
Cross faded as fuck in this hoe I'm a geek
Smoking zaza until I fall asleep
If I don't got no weed then I might just

spending
Cause I'm already broke
It could get worse, but who really knows
I'm just the starving musician trope
Probably won't get rich, but I'm holding

cause I stay to strong
I'm in this bitch and I'm sick and I'm mad
Toting a blick finna wack his ass
I'll catch and cook and I'll kill a bitch I don't care

that shit I got that meeting show up late
I just tell that bitch to fucking wait
All this shit I'm doing niggas can't relate
Niggas ain't doing this shit

Louis V Louis V
Bitch it's the dash ain't new to this
I love me a bitch with nudity
I'm eatin' her ass like Charcuterie
I hate when you ask, "like

the deal
Some situation, leave me stuck like damn, is it real
I get on my knees and thank the lord, I'm out the field
The ones claiming they backdoor, they

This that down South Nebsly music
This that Whitney Houston, museum, movin' music
That that Nesbly girl ain't used to
I'm made this album for nebly

You know I'm flaw, but you love me anyway
A lot of times I'm so wrong, but you love me anyway
Love me anyway
Excuse me, if I'm rough. I'm never been

to feed the fam

They still don't care
Know,she fucking on my bro and she told I wouldn't care
Remember when I told you only love me if I'm there
I be tryna

I know I'm alone, I know I'm alone, Don't pick up the phone
Leave me alone, leave me alone, I'll be gone
Wanna feel alive, wanna feel alive, but it's

Hey man, them niggas said I couldn't do it, man
Niggas said I couldn't do it
One verse, no hook
I'm rolling through the city, and I keep the heater

Load up that CP and lift off
I'm in the spaceship might lift off
I really love the money when I count it, my dick hard
Let it dry out, once it rinse off

once I'd made it
Everything'd be all right
But I never really got there
If we're talking truth tonight
I'm always here wherever I am
I can't be there, no

And It's all deja vu
When it comes to her I always lose
She will rather leave me in the hurst
But I'm something to do
I'm just a mirror for the clues