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dipper by my side
Shooting star shine bright
Ass-trology in the sky
I'm hardly legalized
Barely decriminalized
Always be one-of-a-kind
Cold as a bong

threaten by the riffle
If the gun is a fake
Who cares in our haste

cnd we eat, and we eat
‘till the fat lady sings
So we feed, so we feed
On a poisonous

through the night 
See you later no goodbyes

I really hate funerals 
Don't bury me
Cherish me 


Why the good
Gotta go 
Falling like dominos
Evil better

it let it go yuh
Feeling like satan when i walked in
Burning everything around me flying by ima comet
Dont take no comments let's be honest
I dont need

of the people show these negus it's
Another way
You can be hard and a real negu
Without the drac
Moving these gems by the grahams just
Tryna get the cake
Only

I gotta put it aside
For the rest of my life
Nu știu cum pot să fiu întreg tonight
My life gets decided by time
Dacă mă lasă în pace sau mă trage mai

Punching the clock
Selling my body
La-la-la-la living it up
In society

There's some things you gotta do
They might not be good for you
Just trying to get

it live
Another shooting at the mall on a Tuesday night
How did everyday living get to be so cruel
Gotta wonder what the hell we're turning into
We're

on my last flip
Thousand pills, strapped with a 30
30's on me, too slow, I'm allowed to feel

By the time, fuck you, I'ma grind forever
Got this from

by blowing her back out
Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap
That's not the sound of her back that's the sound of the mac
And if you fuck with my gang then we

dressed up for someone
Someone's gotta be enough

Yeah yeah
It's the end of the world
Yeah yeah
I I
I I I I
And I
Every season starts the same
Yeah
Ah ah ah

Bryant like deuce four 
Gotta watch my back from all the devils ad gunsmoke 
I don't dress like a P, but I'm that nigga for damn sure 
Even though I got my

deeper
But nah I don't espect it

No one understands me
I don't trust none
Crossed over
By the ones that befriend me
Claimed to be real
They not real
I can

Looking out
Through the frame
The sun is out
Another day
The seasons go by in a hurry
Remember I used to meet you at the palm trees
Where we got away

On your dome Bitch!
This ain't a freestyle
But it's raw Bitch!
On some real shit
I don't want none
Of you fake whores
I need a queen b
I hit this joint, so

you tell me to pace it
If I hop in the whip imma race it
See I'm right by the Commas I taste it
I don't play around on the mic go ask Slomo Bavaro I'm

Imma Ride for my dawgs if it's Christ they preach uh huh
I gotta hit the block and lets these folk know he real
Success is in the yes to the One who made

sight to see
It's a wonderful life we live
You ain't gotta take what I give
You can miss me with the beef
See, I don't even eat red meat
Fuck all your

about how
How ima make every end meet
Meet with my purpose

Everyones gon tell you everythings gone be ok but
Ion got time 4 that
You just never know

Number one NBA draft I can go pro
Know that I'm tryna get bread by the boatload
Play with the gang and get ate like Ocho
Yo hoe on a string she came

Make The Best 
Written by @Sickpen 

Too exposed
For you know 
We gon roll
We gon roll
Stand on it
Stay on me
(Wooo)
Baby

Verse
Lights on with

on
Wear my Stetson with it's hillbilly charm
I'm going back to my boots!

By tonight I'll be hittin' those old dirt roads
Boldly going where no city folk

Yeah, the Swaww Swaww you know There's nothing to it really

Screw my head on right, not too tight
Pass me the pressure and the Dutch and the light

into it, but I gotta do it, prove it to my motherfucking self
Cause I'm feeling like I blew it, getting through it, still pursuing things that are bad