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been dying in the light

I've been in my city all by myself again
Taking my medicine, yeah, yeah
Take two or three got a lot of shit to be
But i'm up

Fucking with my feelings telling you I'm fucking done
I'm by the shoreside
Watching the sun rise
I'm thinking of the memories
I  thinking how your feelings

LV, can't never let no other nigga press me LV, what's worse than gettin' chased down
by a hellcat
Niggas with the Drake, one got the K, they roll up,

do ?"
I'm doing hits for the right price
Tell me what ya life like
Tell me bout the mood swings
The moon shine got me thinking bout 1 of 2 things
"Like

hoes, and do it by the three
I'm on go, I told her it's green
She started shaking ass yeah like Cardi B
I'm on timing, yeah, I'm on key

piece
Or one or two or three
Existential crisis
I didn't fit
And this all was a lie

flew on
When we did all the simple things
Imagining, oh, how we'd end up
Forever house you made for us two
Maybe I'm too much like my father
Nostalgic

awaits
We in the club now I see a pretty smile on your face
Yeah
One drink
Two drink
Three
We even got a double shot of the Henny
Music super loud even got

corset, voice like a hornet
Cause my words sting so choose wisely, 1, 2, 3, forfit

Cause I had to rebuild, I came back and I killed, with the family still

Snake 1
Snake 2
Snake 3
Imma make you all regret for waking me
Snake me no fee not me
Better climb up all the ladders if you droppin me
Cruising down

One, two, three
Woo-hoo
Woo-hoo
Woo-hoo
Woo-hoo

I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet
It wasn't easy
But nothing is
No

Woo-hoo
When I feel heavy

twenty-one, U-N-I together the producers
Two E's for equality no need to say más
N because we need to come together to build the nation stronger
A Empire full

myself
Was working three jobs to feed myself
Mom working two to keep the house
What else is up, not much else
My feelings are low low low low low
My esteem

ones and they gon
One two three
She got six tall ones
And they gon' pop out at the spot
She gon' run it up
Counting money in the lot
Yeah all the pills

've been gone for a while tryna get back on my feet
Now I'm back up with these bitches I got two tone on my wrist
Clutching on that three and I just stacked

VERSE 1
Light shining behind you
Am I even alive?
yeah you show up as an angel
I need you by my side

PRE CHORUS
Is there something more
I can do

Booty
Miss New Booty
I'm looking for Miss New Booty
City Boi

It's two o'clock
And I'm still on the floor
Yeah that's my DJ
Can you play me one more

Look

down by winter,
But don't know which girl to call.
I know that's it's wrong,
But helps when I feel too strong bout you.
Caz..

(Chorus 3)
That girl,
Has

finna face it
Two sticks like I'm Rambo, niggas do not do that playin
Slide by them niggas, run off niggas, hit em with that fan, bitch

to Beddingham Ayyy 1,2,3 I don’t do no forte …. Fives on a row while i hit that!!!… (bad) 6 inch deep now she wild like…. Ohh my god baby put in that full length

Dark shadows rehearse
To haunt us by every day...

(verse 3)
I woke up
Tired of living
And loving my life
Borderline is my mind

(pre-chorus)
I don't

a spark
You're the one that I love, you're where I belong

Verse 2:
You're the shoulder I lean on when I'm down
You're the laughter that keeps filling my

Beneath the sheets, the melting meat
Tied by vodka twine
No fly list for packing bags and stuffing them with time
I look back way too often I can see

like he with it
Slide with three, got more then two semis
On your top, shit more then a million
On your block, know I move like a villian
Step on who,