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can't see when I'm on a roll
When I'm on a boat
Cruisin by real slow
But this right here is for the, for the, Third Coast

Canna-butter spread on my toast

of my life.
I dug out my grave and I sat by its side, 
Wondering why I should I go through this life, 
Then you came in the picture and fucked with my

just the way it is
I'm just speaking my mind ohhh
I can't waste no time no nahh
I don't even know if I want what I prayed for
Feeling like I'm getting

you want the finer thing, Gucci and designer ring
Got me deep in love and you know that it's real
Smoking on my pay when niggas really cannot feel

unholy things
I can't grasp she's leaving
Lesson learned she's cheating
I've seen it reach for me but never bite at my feet
I've watched her creep pillow

by our stares they knew not to ask
And to just smile like things don't change
And you spent the night
And I swore to myself I wouldn't do this
But I've

Dame higher than a motherfucker

Cops block, get rocked like the last session
A real black boy, fuck you niggas talkin' bout
Baby ass got gas, movin' in

see the light
While I’m within
Thru this shark tank

Silver lining dimmer
When that hoodie on a sort way
Cruising by the shore
Tryna see if its a sure

You choose the way you want to go,
Blade of the sword or a stoning's throw.
These guys are not for beginners
Thinking differently, sinner, sinner,

they shopping With me
I pay my shooters by respect, so they hitting for free
If I catch him in that whip, then I'm stopping the V
Remember they ain't

be
I might spazz
"For real this time" might QUAKE the EARF
Gotta break shit sometimes to become a creator
Wonder how much I would have to pay for

wore burners if we runnin' the fade
Wearin' burners lookin' pretty just to pose for the fame
I'm too real by myself I could fit up the frame

My whole

Bitch i'm outside waddup ,
Oh thts ya man's on da floor pick em up ,
Oh thts ya opp by da store hit him up ,
Tired of da coup okay hop in da truck ,

to the old ways
Move real tack
Big Mack inna hallway
Better move back
Get clapped up in broad day
Like get clapped up Broad day
Who that ? Niggas don't know

And suddenly all of these puzzles start to piece
For as I know this is not a shame on you or me
I'll be my own and own up to my personality
So I will never mimic

You ain't make time for me
She was tryna be right by my side, now
I don't give no fuck about a hoe,
Had way too much of you, overdose
She was tryna play

What's wrong with me? It's always the same thing! 
I've been rejected by all these women Please baby, don't cry for me, cause you never really knew

Said he was fool, I can tell
Shawty a real one, like myself Day one's will leave you by yourself
Ain't have no spades , but life was dealt Look how I'm

hold you down)

I been missing jus the way you are
I been waitin for this day
I been waitin by the corner store
I see the way you walk down the street

what They say cuz a hater gonna Hate throw salt your way
Down talk upon your Name it's up to you to keep
And stand by what you Claim the minute they see

can't even complain
I have a bunch of cats at home that take away all of my pain
It's not too late to say goodbye
To this ugly way of life
End up

me feel I’m so alive
I ain’t used to this
I never met a real one to ride
But it’s something girl when it’s you me
I be feeling the vibe
A vibe that I

the way you walk and they way that you be treating me
I'm listening every time you talk never need for quizzing me
She like it's been months when your

then run and pack it up? Well
Let me grab the scraps and re-lace 'em at my own pace
I seen it with my mind, that's why I know this shit is real 'cause