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people sleep
They ask me to open for Trip Lee
Trip Lee should open for me, me
(yeah) i'mma change the game
Madison Square Garden is my aim (My aim)
That's

My head

jumps to other universes

moving to collide 

with my 

little garden of eden where I 

keep my 

deepest thoughts in a fishbowl covered by

eyes 
While there's no one by my side 
Like a rose but it dies 
I've had the lyrics in my mind
Ima
Dream of a ghost 
Leave me alone 
Drink on the hope

crammed by the belt 'cause
Niggas will get to creepin'
My niggas will grip them
Heaters and squeeze em
You in the freezer, pussy
Like an Ellios Pizza
You

on the market
Levels to this talk you starting/
I'm more like Mamba you garden
Snakes in the grass stay plotting
I'm guessing I now got to target
Watch them fall

you sleeping
On the garden wall
Stone will crumble
Grass will grow tall
In the park
And in the mall

In the city
In the countryside (In the countryside)

gangsta
Rottefinn han er gangsta
Han der OnklP han er gangsta
Personlig så er jeg gangsta
Sier jeg gansta så mener jeg
Verre folk enn oss får du gå til by

Doesn't make sense, Send a couple hearts over text
Got her play in hard to guess she hardly impressed
Dripped her out in Public Garden now she part

the moment live for the dream
I live for the moment live for the dream
I live for the moment live for the dream
I need grass lining the garden
Cash

I know the things in life are not perfect
But when it comes to you
You're all and, and more baby
You're like a rose that blooms in my garden
Innocent

Ferris, the circus
Ain't aware of him
It's just fine outside
Hear the birds and them
Droppin' seeds
Like my father '03
Grow a little garden
Be sure to water

eyes seein some of shit I seen
Six Rings when I finish and I ain't even started
The most beautiful flowers grow from the shittest gardens
Throwin shade

to gardens 
and took your breath
Now bear this burden
You know I’ve been alone before

[Hook]
I’ve seen the wild world honey
But I ain’t keeping score

something great 
together, 
of each other, 
like two halves fitting perfectly and now they achieve great things 
one by one, always together, and it seems

It’s some things in this life that I can't escape

Pocket full of pape, cookin' noodles in the microwave

I’m with my n***** at the Garden, cracking

her than she outta mind
Electrifying, I'm tryna shock the world, by spitting power lines
Snakes in ya circle I see it all around
You become numb to shit

for you, dear

The moon may be high
But I can't see a thing in the sky

I only have eyes for you

I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded

keep
One is like a garden
With people working the land
Cultivating a vision
With hope on their hands
One is like a pyramid
Balanced on its tip
That

and the beauty that's been
Growing gardens of crumbled ruins

Tree

I want you, but like an attack
I lack, and I lack, and I lack
I'll weigh on your faith til it

cutting corners piece by piece
But I can barely breathe

cnger is a sickness and it's boiling in my blood
So I seethe into the void that's left behind with

the strait
I'm lion city bound, I'm lion city bound
gardens by the bay
little india, chinatown, yeah
ancient buddhist temples and
marina bay sands
in its

'bout the upcoming treason
Yes - it's the starting of Snowball Season

Don't wanna go behind the garden wall
And stand there as a target
Don't wanna be

Boston in the nineties, Hallows, and James
After the civil war, there was just your remains
Cambridge and Quincey in the love with the garden

Looking for some rocket fuel
Oh, that rocket fuel
At the hardware store on the second floor,
You'll find it by the garden tools
Titanium cardboard box
Pack