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Seconds for me to notice you're still the same bitch
You tried to play the role of God but I know you live in a ditch
And every time I think of you I write

ones who are quick to spread hate
You can pop off if you want- I'll give you the bait

I've been taken for granted, face in the sand
Bullies all over,

Take It

Cassidy

Hotel

2003

Lay your face on the pillow cases 
And see if you can take it

Yeah dis cat in the business
600 on the back of my benzes 
It's nothin
I lay back

slows

When I'm with you the sky could fall
So close
I'd write your name on every star

Like chalk to pavement
We touch and go

We'll paint the sky like

keep a knife in my left
No snakes where I sleep, I don't type my address
I gotta hit delete when you write me that text cause

I can't fuck with you, I

And having you right here all by my side
I slip my fingers through the sand and write

I'm finna go platinum independent, get my rap name on a pendant
Flawless diamonds all up in it, just to shine in front of the critics
I ain't like

Ford tough, but I could never drive a Taurus 'round
Ask Marlo, ask Plug, ask Baby, ask Thug
Still the hardest in my city
You know them real ones show me

'm on the out with those who were in the mix
I talked all that shit and now I'm hollering at a six
What make it worst she flake not one time, but two
Lack

disenchanted/ from life/ (beat)
Pit in my stomach/ I had to think twice/
We runnin through life/ while death walked by/
We experienced god while seeking

on the freeway nigga i'm switching lanes
I do it for the money give a fuck about the fame
Chuck in the cut we be popping champagne 
Testing your luck then it's off

Ain't taking this light like the weight of my quill
Thought it best to write what I really fuckin' feel
If this how I die then by all means kill

Every time my phone rings
I'm calling out your name
Saying why it ain't her, why she ain't called
Ain't showed up to my place
Acting like my address

want you to know
You got me feeling
Fruity
Juicy

Hi
I came by the other week and I think I had this drink it had peach in it
I don't know the name

making music
Start changing my mood
Speak on my name
Shit stay sleep on my songs
Nothing to make you come right all you're wrongs
Well I'm still awake
I

giving me what to eat
So many efforts all in vain, i swear i no go give up
Better better days ahead to the sky me i look up
Your blessings oh lord make i

dare you to try and erase it
Lord of the cadence I'm praying I make it and stay there
Never go blind by the rays of the shine that I'm chasing

Get money

I don't wanna see that, I want to see your smile and that's a fact
To be accepted in this world, u need an iPhone or a Mac
The dearer the clothing

Shower in Diamonds
From this Inglorious Bastard
I'm Brad Pitt
Don't care if she Swallow or Spit
All that matter is, the fact of the matter its
Urkel, I

was by your side, I never felt the pleasure
Alone in the room, you wouldn't say a word
You wanted to link up I said "okay where?"
Doin' better now,

ain't never heard your name
I've been paying my dues lately plus I still owe a few
Best respect me when you see me before I hit you with that flu
And my

jones on
It's ya fav
Re in act, couple scenes
From that flick
Call me by your name
All I'm saying is
I'm not really one for patience
Tell me nigga why you

It’s really crazy the way I’m living my life now
It’s like a movie mom’s said it’s what I should write down
That’s what I do so this track is my

by
And all your girls they were calling you names but I still think your fly

PART1
Baby I wanna do it like you
But it must be the things you do
Cause