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as long as you're cool
I fuck with you, I don't got no type
But bitch, don't hurt me, I've been through this shit like
too many times

So maybe I'm not

Since my genesis, I've been destined for demolition
I'm obsessed bout prospects of ending up in heaven
Molested kids on my conscience, come on, who

butt though
Shawty thinks that I just wanna fuck
Well I kind of do but I still might cuff
It's all up to you baby tell me what's what though
You should

asking how I operate beyond the pale
Either feel me like braille
Or their talking sweet and tucking tail
I don't got a new whip no
I don't got a new bitch

me a sway
Y'all already knew that's  Cal Scrubs by the way
That mutha fucka slays, Like Russ on sunny days
Imagine with plays I will Need no raise
How

I hear he doesn't eat fried food
He got a haircut that cost three hundred bucks
Always on time to the office
He's grabbing more but he says that it's

a chat
And you could tell me all about how you got to where you at
He said it's a lot man I said time is all I have
So we took a sit down and he introduced

need
Ain't that enough?
Have I not, have I not (have I not)
have I not, have I not
Have you not played me so good that you made me say I love you
I think

fine i use it as an excuse to cry but 
I dont confuse what i got running through my shoes and spine
I better lose my pride
And move these pies
Keep

that's me
I know you're trouble
I don't want no bother
I'm not taken in by you -oh no-
Heard that
you've got pockets full of money
Heard that you can drive

I don't quit
I don't run
You must heard wrong
Because I'm not the one
I got an alibi
You got me confused with a different guy
No time to cry
You wont

tents
Sent away to battle on a ship out to sea
Its like I got full on ptsd
When she took my kid from me
And sometimes what I want to say
Is that someones

there's a queue
I've held these feelings for so long
And to let them out, I guess was wrong
I want to be with you
Right by your side for every issue
And I

fucking roaches
I am the mystical physical form
Of a ghost it's lyst and I've got an
Addiction to stay focused
Insisting and I been persistent
With

doing things by the book am thinking out the box its safe to say I've improved
You did make me start rapping but I took my own path so don't you get it

You really made me take a flight back to home

To get my mental right

All I do reminisce I didn't treat you right.

Ive been smoking all day never

to get outplayed by the now greater
Me, I'm on a different velocity
At this point I think I'm living on a beat
And I know there isn't any stopping me
I

I still remember the feeling of jacobs fist against hit My head In 7th grade and got no interest in repayin

Told my mothers boyfriend he had

thing he'll taste down there.
STOP TO THINK ABOUT IT!
If we've both flooded the same skin...
You've tasted me,
I've tasted you,
Who knows how many places,

the floor before I get off his legs criss
Crossed and he fell like he got crossed over by Chris Paul
And my fist balled but I ain't say shit cuz I still

excuses
Now watch me do this
Thing to the most
You Look like you seen a ghost
You play the game I'm the host
Y'all messed around and just poked
The sleeping

Queen seen her last night, me, she seduces
Songs about nothing, see what it produces
Don't tell me I'm not far ahead of my time, fam
I got the next

the ronin samurai, samurai

Enter the ronin, the rap game's missing component
Might think I'm cocky as fuck, but I've yet see an opponent
With lyrics that are

Pulling me over, they say I was speeding
I had a need for it (yeah I had a need)
I had to keep it (yeah I had to keep it)
A buck twenty on the dash, never