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my career
Looking at the throne, never thought that I would see her
Getting so close, really going top tier
Shed a few tears
Been a few years
Finally

together is 
Colder now 
We said that we'd stay young forever we're
Older now 

Some left, but a few stayed
Don't you know that these days 

I'm a homebody

in a special moment, and it's all yours

Quickly taking lefts to make it go right
Takin just a few steps back to better take in the sights

We been

soul
Few partners doing life down road
Bought a few phones they ain't never coming home
From the six yeah you know that's the zone
On the jet I can't

In this wicked world, few things make sense, most times you will face only pretence 
In this wicked world, one just wants to cope, sometimes you may

baby I don't need a few
Shiny things
As long as it's just me and you
My heart sings
Cause I don't see stars in the sky
But I'll just look in your eyes

Dressed up and shoes shined, the whiskey on your brain
A few shots for good times, a few more for the pain 
And I said, "Oh my God, it's up to me"

rush 
Stop beeping at me
Before I get out and settle
This peacefully 
Or with my piece with me 
Shoot a few rounds in 
Your windshield on the interstate

And the lowliest bums

There is no loss among the ones who never seek
Yet the few who guess cost can see that love is far from cheap
There'll be times I made

don't you?

I'll be right here waiting
For a few
For a few

How can I make my own world
Out of this
Out of this

Tell me, why not let it
Fall to bits?

I know a few people wanna see me in the dirt
I know a few people wanna hit me where it hurt
Same people hatin' but they never wanna work
Never say it

that happiness is a lie
There will be some few days where people laugh at you
And there be some new days where new friends will meet you
You will still

to the head will make it resemble letter Y
I asked a few questions with a hatchet terrified screams was always the reply 
Followed by a sinister voice saying

I know this is hard I don't know what to do
But these past few weeks girl I've been cheating on you
When you tell me you love me it's uncomfortable

long romances 
No short-stemmed roses 
No more big talks of love 
Just a few short hours 
A few big laughs 
I know our words were enough 

Tonight we'll

When gods created it, a few loved it
Full of feelings, and desire to destroy souls
My living reason is your deafening explosion
We'll leave

And the voice in my head
And I burned them to ashes
All those bad vibes dead 
Cried a couple of oceans 
Bled a few drops of blood
But it's all for the better

an artist I'll be drawin' on a few of these niggas
'Cause I ain't got time to be feuding these niggas
'Cause they pussy might as well stick a douche in these

hear here 
None of what you see
Don't let this atmosphere, ever crumble your beliefs
It's not where you from 
But knowing bout where you be 
Few minutes

few years this has become
A ghost town of lost acquaintances
And I roam from one ghost town to the next
This has become my life in present

I never knew

city
No, Not in my city (Yeah. Yeah)

I understand where you come from, Mr. Chism
Lost a few lives, took a few just to get 'em
But generalization,

hands
Never coppin' ones I'm out to get a few pieces
Stripper getting naked when they see a few riches
My style is so smooth I relieve traffic 
Said my

ancient sages
But we're working with empty pages
Help me write these next few lines so we can move along
Listen to me for too long of a time
I hate it when

They're saying that our time and days are numbered
The self-destructing we do
With bloodied hands we're making barren lands
All for the profit of few
Ahhhhh