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And all those threats
And those little flexes from exes 
Who posting to leave depression
Who know they right where you left em
I'm sorry you learned

Used to be afraid to talk now the tables have turned
It's a hard come up, you can't walk in my shoes
Why you throwin' yo life away over a bottle of booze

It ain't easy to conquer struggle not to mention baby mothers
Once love now hate each other
And we got op's we can't even enjoy the park without are

think she a Yu-Gi-Oh card
Cause she really tryna trap me
But she know she can't have me
Ima dog like scrappy (Ruff)
Popping bottles like acne
In foreign

and stab'em
One by one and cut their throats out
Imma rob all they got
Did you wanna a tequila?
Here's a shot! Here I spent a lot
But I only can afford

it
I open my locker and shove in the backpack
But I pull out the water bottle
It's all in the past
Nostalgialistic
It seems so fucking simplistic

got more and more to prove every 6th of march
Ima raise the bar and ima take it so far
Sippin henny by the pool
Whats the goal plaques on gold
Never

young when I first sat in VIP section surrounded by weed bottles and estrogen
I prefer havin a good time
Without gettin sloppy enemies can be close ready

slain
The turf that birthed the curse where the vile prevails
The odds they set in jest so we can't attain
The fire inside from things that we bottle in

She told me take this
Stay with me for the night
Cause I'm anxious
When you and I
Surrounded by the voices
No hope for tomorrow
These moments are

you coming back for me
And it broke my heart and got me screaming at the stars
Saying God if you exist please fix this
Empty bottles in my back seat
Our

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Off the rip
I come and shut it down
Baby take a hit
Pass the blunt around
Baby get a grip
We smoking by the pound
If you wasn't

With my Homies pulling up to your babe
Bang
Bang
Bang Grrraa
Bang
Bang
Bang
I don't have no choppa I have my gang
I can't get no caught by a cop I'm

a flick, then take it back
Hurry up and pay the tab, riskin' a life, pop yo' ass

Chase it on my own, gotta get it by my doley
I got brothers that'll shoot

good night my friend I'll miss you
Hearts are often made of glass 
You stepped on mine and I can't forget the past
I got my hat and I got my shoes 

holding it back

Some days yeah I sit down and cry
Wishing I could lay down by you
Both ways it was never enough
Now I don't know what to say to you (big up

You got to know me
You got to show me
Everything you hear about, that's the old me
Now I'm steady sipping on some bottles with my homies
I dont't

ridge cut
Wavey
Wavey
Son-ing these niggas
(Babies)
Feed em the bottle they lazy
Can't phase me
Shawty get you right for a payment
Yea yea my bitches

And I was the one preaching that woke shit
Wall surrounded by bottles, models who coke sniff
And my little ballerina all at home alone
Waiting on Her King

Baby let me take you to the party
Let me show you off to my friends
Wanna dance all night under the moonlight
Gonna Hold you till the end
Standing by

much or you will solemnly sleep
The stress rises up, they say what you can't be
That's why I don't listen to no one except me
The line between love

a race
When you seek Your own day
Gratified by the wonder
The sun shines in my mind, palace
The sky tilts its eyes
The villainous Heavens
Won't be ready

I've been runnin' down this lonesome road
For years, been on the run
And I had my share of broken hearts
Whiskey bottles and smokin' guns
Life hasn't

It seems time can be kind
Or be cruel
It depends on your perspective
To live life bound by the rules
Was all we ever needed

We used to spend our