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senorita, not a skeezer, I don't like the hoes
Complicated life equations have you failin' goals
Can't be tired of chasin' bands, niggas chase some mo

I

Pick up my guitar, gotta tune it real low
I will get your head to bang, you just watch me fucking go
I feel, like I'm fucking Pete Steele
Cause

believes
And who believes in the fake?
'Cause if you even abate
An inch and flinch your face
You might as well give up
A nautical mile and drift away
It's

primeval, cerebral, upheaval
It's time for the sequel now
I don't know if I'm going out of my head
But I feel something ahead, like a presence long dead

primeval, cerebral, upheaval
It's time for the sequel now
I don't know if I'm going out of my head
But I feel something ahead, like a presence long dead

the ones that did it with me
Made me feel like I could actually catch this dream
I owe this life I love to God in heaven above
To my family and my friends

found
I'm doing my best to settle down

And I got to feel like Elvis
For a moment
Stepping out in my Sunday best
But it's hopeless
I'm standing

to the ones you love
When Yellow Banks calls me home, it's like a message from above
The oak trees are taller and the breeze, it feels just right
and the sunset

and Benny by the time the night is finished
Life flashed before our eyes, saw that shit slowly diminish
Music, it's it
This is what I've always come back

somewhere tucked in my tech fleece
Everybody saying they love me but they don`t get me
It feel like i seen it all
Praying for my dawg
I just wanna see him

Everybody calling 'cept the girl I wanna talk to
These holes up in my heart got it looking like a Croc shoe
When bodies dropping daily oughta line me

why
Did you have to go sign those lines, yeah
We move it, shake it, shake it
Crossing them niggas when they try to reach
Blessed and I feel like we whip

it anyway

All I ever wanted was to be counting up hundreds
Bringing in racks by the dozen
My fam need this money
Well fuck it I'm road running
Bih it

flow like water streams or cars on the roads
Moving real smooth like Cadillacs cruise control
Proceed what I wanna do and Imma do it too
Stop me I must

the hardest part
I feel off a bit like a former cop
And I'm fresh as fuck like a nice marble top
I'm getting this dirt like a floral shop
You're surprised by

company
Always thought I used a rubber
When she wanted the dick from me
Maybe I hit it a couple times raw
Cuz that shit feels better to me
I could tell by

a beatin, almost fade away
His family didn't know or couldn't understand
They thought he'd snap out of this like a rubber band
But we know he seems (gone) got

to feel it
Tired of speaking my peace i'm just gone Let it out
I keep shit up on my chest I just don't speak about
It's like I gotta go dumb for them

times tryna open up 
What if I do then it go wrong 
Been betrayed by my old man
At a young age Taught to stay strong 


This shit is personal 
I Can’t

I feel for you Shaka Khan
You don't know where the roof is
You don't think of the heights
You're reaching the astronomic
All the way up through

My youngin told me half a band a get that nigga stretched
I feel like it ain't nobody out here fuckin wit me
Certified veteran the chase was on just

easy to withdrawal
I'm just glad I gotta working mouth to spit an' vent it all
Pressure builds until you work a sweat and talk
Tryna open up can feel

back
No wonder how they held us back
Cause how the hell you fumble up a bag this easy
2 to a 4 I doubled it up fast no kizzy
Cause i been hustlin', But

an nigga would
We gon get it understood
105 east I'm Rollin, back like uh
Rollin up day good
Tags still good , so I'm holdin
Wish an nigga would
We gon get