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I can't feel are They fake or are they half real
I guess I'll learn that took 
A loss and had to firm that 
And I hate they way I love 
Its starts

Yeah, so I'm standing all across the room and I'm captivated by this eerie aura
Like someone has opened that mythical box of Pandora's
So I froze for

you niggas regret
I cook up in the back of the lab this the shit y'all don't see
Half of the niggas that be sendin shots just jealous that they can't be

good for my health
But why can't I fetishize destroying myself?

Another New Years resolution
Failed by January 5th
Another batch of half baked excuses

Hoping by forty five a nigga fortified
And may peace be with me as already I don't fought the fight
These thoughts of mine speaking aloud most of the time

personal questions
Like what are you trynna get out of me
Take a seat, I'm a W
These niggas half of the fold like a V okay
As far as I try to see I come

The sirens only imply we living in violence
So ride with a nine or five when no one beside ya
Be mindful who fall in line when living is vital
The Guys who

Вони лиш палять в екран
Я впахую, ман, а ти все скидаєш на вдачу

Не для всіх, наче half-life
Ваші high-five нічого не значать

Заціни трек.

Had a cold beer for breakfast
A few more at lunch
Had four or five at suppertime
By eight o clock I was drunk
In the morning I won't remember
Any

high to eat god bless
Her she still ordered pizza
Half court buzzer beater
RIP to, Kobe and the Mambacita
We all can see ya
Turn that 8 sideways that’s

triggered
By Boku no Hero
So I see your style’s more Boku no Pico
Sit around with your keyboard
That’s covered in cheetos
I eat like it’s Food Wars
And you

to the top, and im bound to peak
And get Mills, Millz without clowning Meek
I'm in Jersey now, so im down the beach
Catching vibes, so step aside
And let me by

Cause I'm a trill ass nigga
That don't know no better
Truth
This three five seven
Will brutally levitate you
Leave you consumed
By the sound of bullets

never drink liq just sip lean
With a bad yellow bitch looking
Prestine tell me why the
People mad at me cuz I'm
Killing beats only doing
Half the beat

accomplices
Transform, peel out like Optimus (Esketit)
Who these niggas that's rapping
While flexing 5-0 accomplisments?
Snitch on niggas? Preposterous
Couldn't

My brain matters, I hate slackers
Thinking they ill the first gay rappers
I take half of they brain out of they
Skull I bet they don't change it
How

Making love with the seat back
Ride slow while they 5-0
So lost trying keep track
I wanna know the shit that you'd die for
Tell me would I be the kid that

district 
Matter fact
Grab the bag
We gon fill this up from the smash and grab 
And I’m not criminal that’s a fact
But fucking the city up ain’t half as bad

who you call on
In the trap check my call log
Five texts and ten missed calls
Dealing drugs like I’m gambling I’m the pit boss
Suffocated in the hood

Louis V duffle bag
I Fill it wit some t - shirts
My little cousin told me ima blow up like Bieber
I don’t need that money
We good with half of that
Rap

Said let's hit the town
Five said no
But three were down
We shared half a White Claw
Drank it real quick
Rachel got tired, and she felt real sick
Roll

working
Never stopping
Twenty five/nine
On the grind
Bank shot
Like I called it
We stay going in
I'm balling
Like I'm Spalding
Gotta em calling
Tell em fall

a spliff just to clear my mind
Checked the clock shit it's half past Five
Wishing I was a little bit sober
And not fucking hungover
Now the suns shining way

I got some homies in the pen and I can't write em out
Other niggas in the league and shorties trappin by the house
And half my friends on some