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on the pole
Coming in hot
Slide down the pole, then you set it on fire
Came with lots of dough so I really don't mind
No one ah fi know what we do in private

Colors colors
That I never seen before
Lost in a world of colors
Anything is possible
Parking lot gravel can make you travel
Floating across the edge

on my arm
Swear to god I got a problem with time
The way shits going we just don't get along
Pardon me, I got a lot on my mind
Pardon me, it's prolly

the Guap-Had to waste a bunch of money for a bag in the lot Goin to the pool hall throwin paper in the pot
Doin lines in the back shoot stick in the front 
Mind

Honey I know you've got
A lot that's on your mind
And I've overthought
This way too many times
I know it doesn't make sense
To be spending all this time

foreign
Let me get it all in order
Bae you a star in orbit
Pour a lil drink up
I don't need a lot
Just a lil space here
We don't need a lot
Pretty with no

think

You need to wake up
Do something that matters

Act like no one else
Stand up for yourself
Don't be afraid
To leave a trace
You have a lot on your

on foolishness 
From the mouth of fools 
That's why I drop these jewels 
So, a lot can be schooled 
Yo we're here to intrude 
The industry that's been rude 
They

problems with religion
Uh there's a lot of corruption in it
And a lot of falsehood in it
A lot of delusion in it


I got preachers tripping
At my

I can't even move bro the fuck?
(I can't even move bro the fuck)
Like whoa!

(Ya)
(Ay)
(Ay)

Yo I dropped that fool
At a parking lot like whoa!
Okay I

reversed, how you leaving me
Dead broke, no pot to piss
No I never had a lot to give
Now look how things dun' turned out
Our memories dun' blurred out
Feel

I can tell what you been through
Body language say a lot
I'm not good at reading minds
So I advise you talk it out
I ain't gone hold nothing against

She wanna catch up, I gotta catch flights
Lot of weight, I gotta pack light
Living like I'm on my last life

In and out of days
Tryna figure out how

I'm pulled in regardless

My woes seem sad and small,
You mean a lot to me and more.
In even the plainest wall,
I see the brightest door
Let me in, is

My self hatred
Leaving me torn 
And wasted

Left to die
Left to rot
Pointless life
Self hatred
A lot
A lot
A lot of self hatred for myself
Cut me in

he’ll help me write a tune
I know the day will come when my time down here is done
I just hope it won’t be someday soon
‘Cause I’ve still got a lot

think I'm trickin', I ain't gone
This ain't play pimpin', baby girl, is you home
I get lots of guap, everything I push is foreign
I be state to state,

body her everything, everything seen it, when we in the bed I be chillin' I seen it
I don't do relationships myself, but I had got caught by surprise
Lot

Know a lot of niggas didn't want me to win though
But it's okay though, pull up with that draco
I am the best in the west everyday each and everyday

count these racks yeah I made it

Heard you trying to be the best well I'm trying to be the goat
Had a cut a lot of people, they was making me a joke
I've

A lot of racks on his head, yeah
Lotta racks
A lot of racks on his head, when they shot that nigga
Awlll
A lot of racks on his head, when they shot

a friendship with the God
Never want a Grammy when his love is the greatest award
Sometimes I feel the love but also the hate of the Lord
Because a lot of days,

If you was there, you gon' remain
Ain't nothin' to lose, but I got a lot to gain
Gon' bust it down, with the whole gang
That money block out all

proud of me
Neiman Marcus shopping spree, I walk out with a lot of things
Yes, my name is money, like I went and hit the lottery
And boy, you think you