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some sweet wheels
AC's bust so the wind feel good
Mosquitoes on my flesh now
I've been speeding from my past now
A vacant heart called the shots
Regrets

structured up in Maine

This is Louis, Louis, the sun king

He sacked the Pope who played the pawn in Venezuela

In Venezuela they have lots of cocaine

underwater my species endangered
I’ve been controlling my anger, Like Jesus I’m with the goats in the manger
We wock a lot like Mandela ganja and lean when

another day
And I got the k
Yes
I've been stressed
Got a lot up on my mind
Nd the devil on my chest
Haters creeping in the shadows
But say less
I digress

fucking ancient
Depending on me like it's aRaY nation
Got to get my people adjacent
Did a lot free it's time for payment
Get married now after years

the lordess'
Emotions is vacant from hearts I been breaking, I feel like I'm wasting my time
Moving for real cuz I can't be complacent, I just got too much on my

til I'm throwing up
Yeah I tried a life, and it was kind of nice
Then I figured fuck it let me blow it up
Let me make it clear it's been vacant here
We

the keys to succeed
Can't nobody exceed what you meanin' to me
A lot been on my mind so I'm steady gettin' faded
Aye pass the dutch, Ronald Reagan
Gotta

This city real wild and comes with a lot of pain
Growing up you got killed for shit you overheard
Fiends to the fix on the 15th & the 1st
Missed some

to vacuous
Just another beer battered codfish
Vacant cranium
Face like a Boglin
Jaw like Skeletor
Hands like goblets
Eyes like fishing lures
Smile like a lock

Your man’s clean that’s what I’m saying
I used to catch more streaks and scribe spots than the sprayin'
You can learn a lot creeping late nights when you

sumn
Real nigga never changed on em
Still wit em better days stunting
On these niggas
More and more millions
More and more millions
Thats alot of Ms

To love me the right way
The right time
The right amount
All the times you had to prove me wrong I lost count
I ain’t even asking for a lot it’s just

vacant till Satan came in and built a home
I’ve killed a hundred demon babies in my fuckin’ sleep
Forgive me for being more salty than the fuckin’ sea
It’s

in Tesla for a drive
Man i worked hard from the bottom
Got a lot of things to prove
Want a million eyes on me
Give me credits where credits due

riding look around it's vacant 
You got it and they don't they take it 

Won't take a thing you gotta kill me 
Won't get my chain or none of my jewelry

it
But then I dropped out of my college, ain't no time to be vacant, yeah
So tell me is it God, Stuart Clark, or is it Satan
That's been tearing me

on the door but it's always vacant
The rain from the storm will guide you

You grew up without getting a chance to bloom
And then i realized, that i did too
I

Time is money I don’t like to waste it
Lot of people kinda think I’m basic
Well I’m sorry I’m not screaming foreign cars
Pool parties where the broads

a product of it
With life in store, she’ll make the streets look like vacant shops
But nothing sells more than niggas promoting death and destruction upon

it for clout or cause you dedicated?
Seen a lot of niggas fold and I won't demonstrate it
I just focus on my goals and I stay concentrated
You could

a lot to see
I’m from the struggle no windows or a pot to pee
Occupancy on me and myself
And this here
Rhymes
To tell you focus on yourself
Cuz if that

If i get it wrong
At least i made up my own mind
Its a lot of sleep but no rest
When u can see that youre flying blind
Flowers in the vases
Fill

the sea - your breath will be mine
In the sea - your heart's a parking lot
In the sea - your stares are vacant next to me

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