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to home invasions with Co-Ds
I'm a code piece .45th under the fleece
I done slipped a few times but I always land on my feet
Made a plan in these streets

pile up
I got a plan
Junkies calling, so I never sit still
I got that drank and I'm popping the seal

I used to mix the Percocet with Quill
Now I got

like to take a picture with her booty in my hand
With lights and cam
And your man's been a wreck wreck wreck
Don't be fooled by all the jewelry, he in

top the coop
We gonna spin around the plaza
Life can be so cruel but with you im like yoshotta
Take on a splurge im gonna by so many pradas

I aint even

I tried, I tried, I tried my best
To make you believe about all the rest
The stories I've told on cheap red wine
I never thought I'd treat you like

Yeah
Cantmiss
Uh
Don't tell me I'm in the way
Lord knows I got plans for you
Just tell me how to make ya day
Travel all across the land for you

You're the messiah
The new human god
Behind the curtains
No one knows my name
You're on the billboards
With glory and fame
All I wanted was to be by your

happy, not too sad
I guess that feeling things is bad
Sick of thinking, crying, f**k it, what's the plan
Here it comes, and here it comes, oh not again
But

and again
It's the power of a woman, yes, I'ma keep it coming, coming from the master plan designed

by his own hands
Form in the womb of wisdom, grew up

dreams that I gotta go chase but the clock strikes quick
Best believe the time be ticking out
These are the thoughts of a man with a plan
Best believe that

'cause you only exist

I wasn't into you at all when I was young
In the midst of my adolescence, you sprung into existence
Cool swaggy dude with charisma

I don't wanna hear you talk at all
Let you speak now its my turn to talk
Wanna blame it on me its your fault
She apologize by taking clothes off
Just

execute after I plan
By myself, I do these stunts like Jackie Chan
Now my ex, she tryna see if we still friends
Baby mama got a nigga give a damn
Swear

trying hard to understand
This wasn't part of my plan
Now all that's left are red eyes and shaky hands
I'm losing my mind
Running out of time
You used

thinking
Always thinking
We worry when we plan
And worry when we can't
We're addicted
So addicted
Throw your worries away
Be like the bird led by the waves

And fuck your plans up. If you feeling that, then put your hands up
I remember tryin' to do hyphy back with Mr. Fab
All of them, every single one, they

to play
But maybe I was your backup plan
I go through all this just to fuck a man

And what is the reason
So you can feel something
Or for your fucked up

done see the winnins and
I'm pitching innings but the music done spoke
All this news just giving me tropes
On Mile one but this life ain't no joke
Close

to be free from dreaming
All of a wasted life away
October's shades a creeping
Midnight but nobody sleeping

Rain town, sundown and sorrow
Rain town,

dick game come swole then I'm cancelin
I make the plans the rules and the terms
One strike you're out two you're in a hertz
By the third excuse that's if

with vices
Endless effort to make it
This life is a crisis
Restless carcass
Refuse the acceptance of death
Breathless bodies
Misused by doctrines

decimation of the mischievous masses, excruciated through horrific yet hushed bloodshed, wielded by the power of the nine.

Unfold chaos and carnage,

wear it like a marriage
Does a secret cuttin deeper than a carat from abrasives.
Swore it's Cali in the cadence cuz it's cavi in my phrases.
All

a way
I want to see better days
Got to be a man of my word
Ima do it
I got some fam staying here forever
Live this life like Duval
I don't have plans