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under my brain, why change
When there's none in my lane, I reign while
Drops fly down just to wash my crown
Deluged when the god cries out, they choose

This is a life I’ll never lead
(and I want more)
You say you second the aesthetic
But I fear it’s hollow
And if I leave no one will follow
These days are

Father. I will
Father? 

"Yes?"

I love you

"And I love you, My child"

When I was younger 
Even before I knew the Lord 
I had this vision 
Of being in

Pearled up by a witch bitch
She sleepin with gems to wash her soul
You been assigned a role
Livin by a faulty code
That gotchu chasin fools gold
Bitch you

Walk in the bank, they know me by my name
Four pockets full, you could tell that we paid
Big body AMG take up two lanes
Press on the gas if we seein'

I see the sacred light
Even if my pain has got me aching till the day I die
Forever ain't enough if I don't get to spend it by your side
Look
You

way i sew the curses
When i speak
I break u by the generation have yo daddy servin under me
God
Black book
Baba Yaga
Spooki babadook
Candyman diamond

I get the feeling that you won't get in the boat
Meet me at the moat
I'm the goat
Several dead hoes littered by my throne
Cross the zone
Play

"Hey, this is my daughter
Treat her well
Because if you don't
Not only will I see
But there will come a night when she speaks to me
Presenting shattered

cake
you can't even sweep this shit
need like four rakes
he say he an ape
put him on a shirt
pussy n*gga got bape
bad b**** with me
all she sip is

out there son"
Some children are rudely awakened at night
By the sound of gunshots
But not in my neck of the woods
The thieves are countin’ funds while

right by the quick trip
Mama raised four boys
Them my brothers but I ain't tyreese gibson
Them my brothers but I ain't tyreese gibson
Mama raised four

make the song of the summer, huh Too bad my last girl was  a bumma, yeah
But I ain't stressin' cause I dumped her, and if she here right now I'd stomp

it feel
When you stand out
Tell them other niggas
Stand down
How many bad bitches in here
Need a head count
Running laps around the city
Know I got

gets deep without our guard/
World spinning with fallen angels/
Hard knock life is straight hardcore/

Look up, then there you are/

Flag saluted by

the bad
Drop on you unplanned
Today reminds me of a song by 2pac
You got to keep ya head up
And as I did I heard a voice say
Wait up
She walked in
Our eyes

the feds took out his nasty 
Bad boy persona with forman in the back of the van during the backstabbing scenes

It's a classic seized by drastic means, like

We be them, insurgents, not a bit nervous
Encouraged, got bit further to go
By any means, gettin rid of our enemies
A-V, A-L, A-N, C-H-E yeah that's

piks so she can show it to her friends
You can have it now or latter
Walk by hi haters
No tear drops on this makeup
Make a broke bitch get her cake up

MYNK)
LOOK
You know me I be sittin pretty; Pretty den a M*thaFu*ka
Hatin hoes walkin by Madder den a M*thaFu*ka
Mean attitude My n*gga say I'm kinda rude

We be them, insurgents, not a bit nervous
Encouraged, got bit further to go
By any means, gettin rid of our enemies
A-V, A-L, A-N, C-H-E yeah that's

how I did it bitch I did it by my self
Fucked up on my dick so now I'm scooping for a week
Rest In Peace to Marlo know the Cadillac a V
Shawty bad

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! 

We be them, insurgents, not a bit nervous
Encouraged, got bit further to go
By any means, gettin rid of our

Rail up inna Cicely yard
Oh I man never raised by a militant (Skiifall)
Bad like me, just ah answer to mi self
Man, bun da boy makoman
Dem ah act