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the memories I'm holding
Onto becoming too much, sucks
The leaves fall again
See life's a cycle like the
Seasons that we following it's not a typo
It's

you by my side
This is too much  stress
I think I'm losing my mind
I'm sorry pe wenze  moyo sina kambe venikamba yonse nama flower wayapokela ku manda

the memories I'm holding
Onto becoming too much, sucks
The leaves fall again
See life's a cycle like the
Seasons that we following it's not a typo
It's

to ask yourself
is if you will or won't and I don't like that question
cuz it don't leave room for the grey
it won't leave you too much room for you to get

shit
Too much tricks, manipulation, it feel fake
Instead of like Big Meech you
Could be like Bill Gates
Real cake don't come from
When you deal weight

Said I'm already on the way
Your voice was shaking in the voicemail
You say there's too much on your plate
Said I could put it all away for you

but not us cause the pride that lies inside is too much I choose to go dutch you got married and the feelings you had for me are now buried deep down in

myself
Yeah I'm cashing my stock out
Too much hating on my timeline
I'm tick tocked out
What does it take for me to explain that we're all the same
But I

Oh, I feel my pain inside
It is not the same
Feels like me and you confide
Now I'm heartless
Nothings never gonna stop me
Faded, faded, call me Sarah

Heartbreak hotel killing me
I just wanna see what’s next 
She make me feel less than less
We were good then shit went left 
Quickly too seemed like a rest
Saw

the mirror
I don't see myself
All I see's a fucking beast
You don't see how much
I've been destroyed
I fall apart
With no parachute deployed
My heart is broken

they T’ing up in new york
My other fighting demons he hit my line after court
It’d hurt me too much to see him, I know he need the support
I’m hoping one

apart
There's no one else you won't see
And you'll say you think it too
That you need it like I need my man
You've got it all twisted
And nothing brand

how we drove
Life ain't matter to us back then
We had Reggie why not smoke?
I'm not good So why you asking I got too much on my plate
Thinking for

All my rivals end up dead 
My real rivals in my head
I'm tryna stack up all this bread
But I know that won't get me ahead (okay)
Been f***ing up too

too much smoke in my section
Niggas want beef we got guns here, yea
I get you hunt here, yea
Treat you like trump here, yea 

Yng Fiska :
(Bridge)
Run

decisions
They fucking and sucking
You tricking
You simping for nothing
Run thru these hoes by the dozen
She dub me
Then I'm fucking her cousin
Say he better

bloke living like an old geezer
Calm down and smoke amnesia, easer
Now the ride is much easier
Long rides get sweater with the gs
I'm in the backseat

our bold ways
Moving much too fast
It's not a question of what to do
We'll let our souls provide the clues
Take the love that's in our hands and see it

know from the score
Just how much attrition the foe can afford
Ammo is low, show me support
Plenty of scopes, we don’t need no more
"Medic can I get some

Yeah I know, you not no joke, and If I lose you then ain't nothing funny
So you don't gotta, cause I'm moving them clouds, till our forecast is all clear

the cost
They put a price up on the lives and souls that still lost
Gone by the finish and couldn't see that we won
I'm thinking too many people had letters

another rock on the road
I don't know how much I can hold on
If you don't stick by my side
Oh, so tell me all its secrets first
Would you rather stay with

hurt by that new bitch
Hit me up
When it's too late
I'll be on some new dick
I'm Coming raw; No latex
You on delivered; A fed ex
Diamonds in my watch