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more months and he home
10 ten years he been gone
Just talked to my pops on the phone
6 more months and he home
10 years he been gone

Can't believe I

months before we finished
I reflected on the damage
It come to me as I'd come to see
that the fun I'd be was to much to manage
So much pain that was caused

on and on, and it go
And it goes on and on, and it go
And it goes on and on, and it go
And it goes on and on

Every September
Feelin like the hardest month

to myself
I can't escape this time
Feeling so alone
I spent four months inside
In these four walls
I feel so small
Like I can't breathe at all
I feel

to tell you the truth i been high for some months
Niggas keep asking me how did i know i would make it, I told them that I had a hunch
Remember that girl

2 months after August
Yuh
Put the pressure till it flawless
I'll be okay
See you 2 months after august

Its crazy how peoples intentions always seem

live free

Went from no one
To creation, to sky
Then I turned into a bad, huh he's bad
Did all that in a couple of months
Now I see why you a mad boy

Number unknown for like five months
So every time she called me like who is it
On some hooly' shit
Hella' bad with faces but I know her booty switch
I just

I've been working several months now
To make something of your praise
I don't know why I feel so rushed now
But I'm counting down the days
I can't

of the month
Ocean waves hit the front
Yacht party of the month
You might see me on a yacht
Drive that Mercedes off the lot

Ain't nobody hotter
These niggas

had some months sitting on my ass but I had years baling
Shit get cold around this bitch you might get chills prolly
And where I'm from don't hit

This Stuff Mehn,
You Better Relax,
Because I Don't Understand Why,
You Have These So Much Hatred Towards Me,
Buh We Dated For About Six Months

vicious stares
Months of mad silence, no need to care
Weaponry loaded so let's take it there
Ten minutes in the tomb, nine months of truth or dare

Revealed

somebody pick him up
He caught a chin check he was doing that hollering somebody pick him up
Got hit with 2,200 a month for three days a week
That's thirty

I'll let you know the time and place
The day the month the year the date
I'll set up what's the dinner plate
I'll tell you tho I might be late

I'll

floor
In da county for a month
Then shipped my ass to Silverdale
I was down a couple months
Even behind them walls nigga
Hustlin' still ran thru my veins

the almighty for a miracle
I guess they had a bad run that month
I'm a illumination
My words need interpretation
If it wasn't for my calculations
Then some

Me and shorty we a vibe got me addicted just like fent
I been coppin coco on the regular for you girl
Bentley come out this month but for you i got

you sow I'm finna follow my own flow
And maybe do some fuckins shows you should do the fuckin' same
I'll see y'all in a couple months I swear to god I

midwest telegram
It's the story that i sent my friends
It's my midwest telegram
The thing i read back years from now

Months from then, united again
I'm

score (yeah, yeah)

Twenty-five hours
Eight days a week, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Five weeks a month (yeah)
When I wake wake the beast, yeah (yeah, yeah)

coin, wrappers, collecting all the loose change we could possibly find in our home, praying that we could make rent and pay our utilities for the month

is crazy
The things that people do for clout never fails to amaze me
I know niggas that fuck their credit up, just to say they leveled up
Paying month

been dating you
Eight months in my mind holding hands and jumping in the sky
Leaning back on a cloud, smiling having bread and wine
Oh, sweet baby,