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heart for all you Humans who don't believe in me. Yeah
My emotions sound like I'm
Khalid
God did it and it happened
I call that faith into action
I

aint afraid to get down,
(get down)
Hear me a mile away, you know me by my sound, 
MSG we in the garden, its gone get loud, 

They just asked me where I

and you is the latter
Not broken pockets, but broke in the mind, broken and shattered
These niggas goals as Jackson Pollock paintings, all full of splatter

us in a cage
Unless your shooting baskets
Guerilla Warfare
Lord knows
I peep ya tactics
This is signed by the aim of ya target practice
Blood stains
In

Michael, way too many hanes
Can't be the shit
Surrounded by shit stains
Can't stomach me cuz I'm that pain
I'm Omari & you're seeing a Ghost, Taylor Dane

fucking time fly by so quick
Got three hoes sitting, got a side hoe bitch
Ride around high with my eyes closed bitch
I hate coming inside when I'm high

cinc de mayo, 5, 5
I could get you high gal, right now, got
To find the high ground
Nice sounds welcome to
My iCloud, I'm facing the internet, I browse

(Verse)

How you feeling my nigga you get around 
Chasing dreams I don't settle I see them sounds 
Tunnel vision recording give it my every ounce

Northside, aye
Northside, aye
Holy fuck this sounds like shit (Northside, aye)
(Northside, aye) shut the fuck up!
(Northside)
Time to get mental!

danger
Ayy
Yeahhh
Controlling shit like a conductor
If it ain't one thing, then it's another
Choppa gon' sound like a motherfuckin' stutter
Bullets slicin'

used to peel, real talk, that's on my mama
You remember back that far, that first summer that we picked up

Almost murdered by a car in sixth grade
I was

deals
Like I ain't have a soul
I just wanna be Mike Jackson
Of this rapping, Oh!
Mic, don't fail me now
Envision, in some years
I'll shed a tear cause

Me and Big Pete have come to town looked around searching for
A double-cheese to eat
Got side-swiped by a girl crossing on Alps Street
Pulled into

of advice, Don't try to fight it
Cause you'll only get it worse
So many syllables when I spit
You thought I had the beat by the neck and
I force fed it words

Michael Jackson
Pop would play the sounds and that shit sounded like some magic
Studied the stars on the screen and he would even practice
Once upon a time,

a passion
I just want my diamonds attacking
While the paparazzi niggas flashing
I do my dance Michael Jackson
I just want a bust down bust down
Niggas play

the tree
Money ain't gone grow by itself, I had to go and eat
Pullin' from my rib, yeah you gotta get me to sleep uhh
Barbecue the fingers, the blood it

All of my idols became flesh and bone
Brought to prospective all the dreams I couldn’t leave alone
Secure the bag by any means, North American Dreams

Can’t live that nine till five no lie I tried
Felt pointless how you all get by
So I said fuck that now I’m here frogger hoping on a new track
Walter

Yea, Wrath of Aquarius
Different Sounds Bitch
Girl take off them jeans
Its going down
And she dress so clean
Its going down
Smiling with her teeth

Shit
This shit sound like some
Shit
From the ‘99 to the 2000s Type shit
Ya heard me
Kill
What you think kill that’s hard?
I’m bout to ride this bitch

Blessing in disguise (Disguise)
You been around, you wise (Wise)
Plus you hang out with the guys (Guys)
Can tell when I been with you
Just by looking in my

and the snakes and the hoes in my mentions 
I'm up at the Troc, done the show by eleven
Then after the party got hoes in my sections
They coming in sevens, I got

and its
Lift me up virginia
Unbothered by uncharted hits that I done authored
I learned from the streets and burdens of grief my lungs harbour
The furthest