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and a teacher (Right?)
Getting head by the bleachers (Right?)
I don't fuck with you neither (Right)
Bathing Ape on my sweater (Yay)
You get her wet I get her

fuck slicing and dicing just like a tummy tuck
Ay how much for a feature, got like a hundred bucks
Get outa here with that change I'll just do it cause I

wintertime once more
The happy kind though, blankets on the floor
But as time went by, we met our low
Fell apart in winters afterglow
I guess we faced

a man, knew I was better no matter what he in
Ain't expecting nothing from me, time was kind of funny then
Now the only way to make her happy is when

spilling cause he ate
Your happy meal and
Now I think your shine was stealing
You got mad, your weave start peeling
Whaaaat?
That's weird, but what's weirder

Happy Feet
100 rounder cooked dog like he got ashy knees
Ima stick to the skinnies why
You got on saggy jeans
Got a stick in my skinnies don't
Make me

grace
With a shield I paper chase
A helmet created by the BasedGod himself
My harvest is the rappers
Put the food on the shelf
Everybody want to say that

clown, I’ma G

We like bestest friends 

Just playin, I don’t have no friends

By choice 

My hearts too fucking big

I let enemies in

Like boys

line

Say that I am happy, but it fades more that we past time
Sorry for my insecurities and all the shit I put you through
Lookin' for reasons, better

bitches mad
They see I'm the shit, they know I'm the shit
I always got something they wish they had
(Damn)
You stuck hating by yourself
I'm elevating with

still got killers trailing the truck
I was surrounded by sharks but I had all the heart so it was never hard to adjust
Nobody had walked me thru nothing

Glocki im schoss

Ich weiß ich sollte das lassen hab zu viel Augen auf mir
100 xans in meiner Tasche ganzes leben riskieren
Doch cops sie werden nix raffen

We went from 100 to nothing You took the bag and you went running
Then tried to crawl back home and wondered why I needed to be alone
I passed you by

raft - bobbing lost at sea
Hope and hot air keep us drifting - stuck here by decree
But our raft now has a hundred holes - and hope is fading fast

Crisis in Kirkby
My gin's only 30% proof
Crisis in Kirkby
It's going to the dogs
Crisis in Kirkby
They're charging 50p for the bogs

Down by the river it's

anybody G's
I was in the cabin with the cash
And the thought 'cottage cheese'
To all the rap fans that love word flips
Hope you happy, man
If you see me in

Richard Milli Music written By Shaquille Jackson

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahhhhh
Ah Lotto talk to them, roll a Zadie

loaded, I'm hella loaded, I'll manage though
Damn, I hope. Stressin', I'm meditating by candle glow

Trauma is the biggest influencer of Black mental health

dawg mi nuh need glasses
Hundred million you know what that is?
Yeah mi affi rich like champagne poppy
Bwoy them a pree true me life style happy
them

She likes to cut up snakes and hack them into pieces
She throws them out behind the shed
Well I got a hundred different snakes inside my brain

And I'm not playing with a nigga, no man that I fear
I'm off these drugs, yeah, yeah, for real, threw bout twelve hundred in the spot
Looking like Brady

Blvksh33p in it
It Xeyething
M one music
Lets go
Alright den
Yeah

Nah no time to laugh an skin
Money fi ah fly like ah damn wicket
Everybody happy

and comin
Climbin' up them charts, thousands, hundreds, I'm just thumbin' and thumbin
Percocet catch some Z's, lucid dreams, I be runnin' and runnin

THE BOY						

He comes from very little
Pride runs through his veins 
He goes out every morning
Works hard down by the trains 
People counting