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Shot by cupid
Sadness muted
Depression got booted
Now my life was clueless
My old ones had played me like I had been stupid
I think this one might be

Wanna pour me a swig to get by
I can sure flip my wig on that stuff
Wanna pass me a smoke, can't deny 
It's a gas of a joke with a puff

Try to sell me

really in the trench with a Scorps and mask,
Back then I had holes in my garms,
Till I put cocaine in a Pyrex bowl,
And I ain’t hearing that you ain’t

everybody wanna say wassup
Flying by them with my middle fingers up
Plot on my demise man you got me so fucked up
Thought I told you my magic was never giving

come down and I hope I don't die
When I come down you know I'm gonna be with you
Right by your side
Yeah we're gonna fuckin' fly
Yeah we gonna fly like

like practise

Everything changed up lately
Might just see me on set with actors

I show love, but its, not for reaction
You get back what you give

to be mentioned in your diary
So won't you come out now
April come out now

All that's  in your heart is covered by anxieties
They tear you apart though

Yeah I made that
Come on
Trying to take your ass back home
Where you belong
Get on my song
I just wanna see how you take it on
On on
Bring it up
Tone it

me cali love with the hazel eyes
She's an angel but I love it
That's coming by
She a heartbreaker and ya seeing why
Massaging me
She in the back

you canʼt touch my riches 
She pop a perc I thought that was a skittle Play with her head like a riddle
She wanna check if Iʼm difficult
Bitch I be all

sidewalks piled off
With life locked homeless motionless
Like striked off in white chalk
That you wanna just wipe off
This unrealistic sadistic complicit
Has

Moving through the heights cuz the worlds my ashtray (You know)
We smoking up smoking up smoking up smoking
See me with a lighter and you know I’m straight

with my top
Lil bitch keep on playin', she gon' make me hot
Get up on my face, get up out my spot
I could get a nigga set up by a thot
Nigga thinkin'

a drive
Girl, I wanna keep you by my side
I know that it's a vibe
Right now I'm caught up in the moment
Hope I'm not caught up in a lie
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

doors
beg no spliff cause we got them draws
way too kriss to be put on pause
you dont wanna be in the wars
likkle gal go do your chores
ice cream baby

Intro:

NYC
NYC, it's hell of a place to be
Come inside
Wanna know? Let's go

The Big Rotten Apple surrounded by runaways, connected by bridges

you make me yours?  Cause we've been here before in the moonlight 

I could weigh down the sky with the burdens that I bear
I could tell the truth 1000

I don't want no new friends so stop sizing me up like I wanna be a part of your...

God hour prophecy straight no hypocrisy take out the trash for

someone else
Dont wanna make you my enemy
But that's what you seem to be
Why you out here loving someone else
I hate to see you with Someone else
Someone

gotta cry and see the pain in my eyes every time I walk by
I just want to be at peace
Red ink on the page imma leak
Keep my soul when i speak
Life is not

Try Gay,
Won't you go out with me, what you say
I'll make you wanna stay 
You gon make my day
Cause we're Tru Gay
We gon run away and smoke some meth

of the sea at the the entry
Free for a ghee if you wanna show teeth
Meet by the KFC at 5 to 3 after that
Back on screen with a whole new look, whole new queen

I just wanna be you
I want to be dead inside
Have a rock in place of a fucking heart
Rip my soul in parts
Watch my world fall apart
Blood stained

Inner conflict
Wanna see me in a coffin
A fear of death hypocrite that I live with I wanna pop em
What keeps me going spite for the people who say nothing