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to you it's all gone
So i'm scrolling through your playlist
And I'm crying to our song
And the pictures that you sent me
Did she recreate them too?
I wish

a snitch, like who sang
Snatching fucking clout, I’ll steal this shit up like some loose change
Bitch not in the picture I’ve moved over to a new frame
Gotta

Turned a bitch bed to a pool
Got my fingers where she stool
Told her to bring friends, got used to fuckin’ by the two
Like ‘em with high miles, and I like

it's gon be a disaster
You wasn't with me from the jump
When them bands multiply know you wasn't a factor 
I can't cut you in 
Don't need no new friends

good for your health 
Pulse it feels better Doing it by yourself 
My money is drip
My pieces gone hit
My name never skipped 
Them songs getting played

the song by Macklemore 
His gay and afraid to say 
Because the church might throw stones his way 
You and I lets cry and pray 
Together we can fill oceans

a rapper now, all i do is write down to mourn
I never been no motherfucker beggin’
It’s all about the legacy, i wish i could wash up a new identity to be

Dealing cards, fake IDs, we be going off
Whip the Benz, foreign cars, we be down by law
Flip the smoke, burn it off, we be rolling raw
Making bread, keep it

something new to ya
Line it up like a pool stick, that’s my cue to ya
Say you see I’m trying and that’s cute to ya, but a lot of people got a shot to ya
Talk

playing wit' me!
Stop playing wit' me!
I'm the new show in town, and I don't need no theme song
Hop up in the ghost ridin' round, I'll pull up then I'll be

i thought was close
You tried to paint a different picture but true colors showed
I seen niggas go from snotty to a bloody nose
I seen niggas get

all night
Gonna stay up all night
Gonna stay up all night
Gonna stay up all night
The night was rather quiet
We was by the fire
Waiting for the presence

ticking, moving time along
With metronome precision, transcending into song
The pieces fall together as I jot a phrase or two
The words they form a picture

Domonique? Well you should write a song
Grab a microphone and set it free by singing until it's gone, and I
Can relate, but lately I'm on a page
That's painted

Somewhere in Italy
They put my picture inside of the mall 
I can't wait to go look at me
I ain't been to PG Mall in a minute
Outside but im

wanted a new me
Wanted to be looked at differently by all the people that knew me
Just wanted you to look at that word greatness and see me
Truth is that

I leave this song
Cause my next adventure is around the bend
I'm never gonna wonder what I coulda been
Gotta make that jump, hope you fall
On your

had...

Pato Pooh Verse 1:

They say when two become one that's love
But you and I both know that just ain't enough
It's not a fairytale picture a story

feeling great just writing more songs
For you
And every other person feeling down
Got that old school vibe
With that new school sound
Underrated yes
But I

place
Hide your tears, inside your fear, collides with fury
The turn of the tide is near, I refuse to stand idly by down here
But 5 minutes still feels

get love in New York,
Got fam in LA,
I heard you might be the MC thats gay,
With your platium blunt season you look like a hoe,
Like Eminem stands for

won't look good
But since the sounds are universal, New York won't look good
Picture Phife losing a battle, come on, get off it
Put down the microphone

like my nigga Dre
Hey, your man call me strange like Aaron Yates
Ain't nothing change, but the fucking day
And it's about time I'm in a new space

I

a Trojan horse, come back in a picture frame
You're making it up, baby, singing songs for the ride
Sometimes the bridesmaid, sometimes the bride.

You say