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So I did
Cause I thought it'd be better if I didn't talk wreckless
But I'll admit
My tongue was razor sharp when I used pens as swords and finding

Bitch I'm made for what?
I'd fake gay for what?
Bitch I'm not paying for nun'
Bitch I'm not staying for nun'
I'mma just dip when I can
I need that shit in

on me cause I've become their crutch
I've been supporting their habits by being passive much
When I speak up I'm being preachy
"I know you graduated from

okay
Forward until tomorrow
5am with the birds of sorrow
They judge me silently
Six ways till Sunday
Seven magpies in my eyes
Eight secrets on my mind

I take
Time to make my shit great
Haters hate as I create
Been sleepin' way too long
Livin' wrong, finally wide awake
Got a code I'm livin' by
I swore

on the ground
30 years I'll be there till the end   People ask me why I say I'd do it all again

Like a good old friend  The one you can depend   Catch you when

of the parsonage
Pardoning pilferage  at no extra charge at all
Back at the ranch meanwhile  nobody'd moved a bone
The sheriff was flinging cards  into a hangman's

And whores are so petty
You'd think that they're wetty
But gawd, they're dry and upsetting
I'm calling a meeting
Here's what we're addressing
Fuck it up
Don't

when my guard go up like a piano note (Shit)
Where's that lead me?
Back to you
You said you need me
How'd you move on all the sudden?
Girl is someone

of song
Past catchin up to me, I'm just tryna write my wrongs
But I'ma still stay in tact
Cause most of you niggas be wack
That's why I got nobody by my

breathing fresh air in
Doing good at my job while keeping it special
And I continue in the attempt of increasing my pension
And growing my fanbase by meeting

Did you really try to count me out
Did the years go by without a doubt
Did they say that I'd stay away
Thought you could chew me up and spit me out

nothing, but still givin'
The question why
The answer to listeners
I reply
Do you hurt yourself to live when it seems that you'd rather die
I get that you

Dear,  you in a letter 
You ain’t understand it by now 
You ain’t got it together 

Franklin D. Roosevelt 
First Inaugural Address 
“Present situation

want
Just know that I will never 
Put you up inside of a box
I tried to send you a message
But now it's saying I'm blocked
You used to tell me that you'd

times four
Four by four
Knocking door
Eat nasgor
This trap door
To cold war
To explore
Like before
The past, already passed
When you check forecast, its

everybody 
People got a motive 
So I’d rather not trust anybody 

Got it on me cause I caught a funny vibe today 
Woke up out of bed must of been the wrong

really love em don’t judge em. 
They like me me I suppose I’m Having dozens of women that offering all they holes 
Always live by the playa code 
Some may

a goner
I keep fallin' back to cycles Like a never-endin' saga
I just stay to myself I don't care to hear your drama
I've been goin' through some things I'd

paper, shit, I'm done with the Playstations
I'd rather do this shit all by myself and I can't fake it
If I want you, I'ma get you, niggas know that they

girls don't look like much
Never judge a book by its cover
I be saying' hi to your mother
She gon' drop her pants if she said she want supper
I'm in

You can't judge a book by the cover it'll fall off eventually
Whenever in doubt just give God a call His number's always toll free
Understand is not

Looks can be deceivin, don't judge a book by its cover
Boy I got this vivid vision of doin' it like no other
I'ma do it like no other, I put that shit

meant it
Everything from riches and the [bleep], broken hearts and the stitches
I don't have regrets, so what's the point in tryna fix it?
I live by one