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while trying to hold it together
I tip toe in Paris

(Love Supreme Poem by M.L.T) 

I'm done tip toeing in Paris
Im done trying to dodge you.

blow or not
You gon' come to the show or not
Why you postin' that chain? I know you got
He tryna crash out by the hoe or thot
She do dicks for a living,

gon' replenish the smoke
Aye let me kill my lungs
All power in my tongue
Sick of all these reruns
Why you raisin' your voice?
You centimeters from my

husk is in its place
Sometimes I like it better when you're not around
You lift me up then let me down
You stand by and watch me drown
Until I'm at my

Go!
My story
My story that's gone so far
Is that I'm lonely
Without her by my side
Will she love me again?
Will she love me enough
To understand?

40, make em' bye-bye

I do a drive-by, close range, I can't miss
Count the money in that bag, all pros off this lick
Shawty stupid, dumb bad, and that

In west town we had a plan, dear sandoval
We'd cut thru the traffic jams, & burn the banks
Their half-hearted hatreds make, for shaky aims
They

i love so purely
And surely you noticed I'm actually good at this
Nothing else kisses my soul or
Makes my heart dance on a stripper pole
Like writing

felt, yeah, till love I have
Left, yeah, never let someone feel so sad Yeah, never lost someone that's better than myself
Yeah, almost lost myself Yeah,

And as it stands
The world is perfect
Cool, calm with a sense of purpose
Asphyxia
Does it make you nervous?
Breathe out
Let your heart resurface
Wait
Waiting

flamin' up in that nightlife Yeah, I love to multiply, I love to get back to the basics I was slidin' in that Cadillac, that bitch
had extra space It's

on my groin
Don't deny me you're your gun
Crime's going up by a point
I'll kill you
Beep, beep,
that's the sound of you on my dick
Back it up, baby
I love

She'd trade Colorado if he'd take her with him
Closes the door before the winter lets the cold in,
And wonders if her love is strong enough to make

here now juliet, we'll fuck the narrative above
Make a point of everything you love
Hide me in the shadows; you're ashamed you're attached to "such

like me
When I try to save her life
And I don't even like me
When i'm by myself at night
Get up on my time
Study all these rhymes
Put more work in this

thank you for the sun.
Even though I feel like I am the one...
Surrounding by haters...
Hypocrites, liars, and slayers...
Let me not forsake the power

guys who write rhymes from the heart
Twenty four chambers of love six layers of funk
One creator above and not a chance that we ever giving up
My DNA

this ain't make believe
You Say you got a man and that's iight
He ain't your type
You need a vibe girl
Say you need something for the night
I'll get you

to me right

She's been watching me all night long
End of my bed, she won't let go
Why do I have to be so turned on by all my demons?
She gets me off in

Y'all Be On That Bullshit
Word to my mama
I love fruit loops
No I Don't Do Drama
Move Bitch, Get Out the way hoe
Before you get this drink spilled

Living life, I want it really lavish
Girl I want you by my side can't let nobody have it
Don't treat me like a lame cause all these niggas capping

Ayy
Veyster
I'm in the stu with my nigga, Dotte, yeah
Yes, sir
Look
If I said I love you and you crossed me, you can't get a second chance
I'll take

face
cause I see you how you see me
I see the shit I make you believe
Just talk that shit and you say preach
You don't know the difference
Nah you can't

think I let you hurt me, it'll make the process hard
Tryna get my life together but can't even press restart

Could I be your broke nigga
Could we fall in