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and hit the snitches wit love

You Ni**as fake as a Hollywood gun that's fulla blanks
What you know about a fish bowl shootin and switchin plates

Uhh pull

And Hollywood spin
Another town, another dollar
On our bullshit again
After the City of Angels
Comes the City of Sin

Hammer down now let the mileage roll on
Town

of fish, cause it's wavy by the ocean
The home of entertainment, we always in motion
Bright Lights, & the big city
City of angels & the roads twisty
It could

know you can hide
But you can't run
But you can cross both ways before you look
You can judge a cover by its book
To make a short story long
The cat

the devil, who is an arc-angel and is terribly clever, is all set for you
And because he knows that you're getting out of his way
He
Surrounds you with greater

rocket off

In the darkness
Surrounded by ashes 
Of all of the things we used to do
My body, same color as charcoal
The angels know
Where the fuck we

today, I'm your candidate

I'm not Curry, I'm not Book
I'll take a shot and let it cook
Lots of fish in the sea, please pick me, I'm in need
I need a girl

can't do no new friends
Got the drop on one of them lows lows
We fixing to box him in
Got pulled over by a Lola
But this ain't Space Jam
My dog hit me for

I met you down there by the river
I saw the fish jump around
Sun rays shining hither
I didn't know what your name was but soon that I found

tripping over missed wisdom, should've listened
So committed that my spirit's slipping out of rhythm
Got bigger fish, I'll burn em to a crisp and make em

We are in the boiler / / / fish confused in the nets
The sun is tired of us shining People worship money
The gods did not have to store Wanted

come playing cos he's not one of them
And by the way his name is
His name is COZY
As I know we got a whole lot of bosses in here (That's fact)
Places

And she smitten by the swagger
The Lord is my shepherd
And he lays down in green pastures
Keeping me grounded in these chapters
So I don't fall victim

rain that the ocean is pissed
As your body gets claimed
Not supposed to with fish

You think nobody cares?
Look into my eyes start showing me where

like dory
Know my drinks are always lighter from the vodka im pouring
He was on my block at evening he dead by the morning
All these rappers bout

a conversation, made a connection
Didn't make no plans, so I depend on some options
Palm Angel pants, but ain't goin joggin'
Couple thousand on me, ain't goin

head ain't tryna fuck
I got cut by one of my niggas so it be hard for me to trust
Why the fuck you counting favours thought you did it outta love
They

an asshole to some, and I'm an angel to others
I talk to god about my sorrows, praying under the covers
Like I could watch your sun rise, but I'd rather watch

Well a man walked down by Galilee 
so the Holy Book does say
And a great multitude was gathered 
there without a thing to eat for days
Up stepped

Looks like an angel drinks like a fish
Got a mean green bean casserole dish 
She’s the girl of my dreams
Miss Tennessee
Belle of the ball Lawrence

away at dawn|Washed by the horizon, gone away||he said : I'll be back with a million fish tonight|She sketched a smile and gracefully waved her hand|Well

and tired and no respite
I hit you up about million times
Girl you told me you’d be home by quarter to 9
Got me staying cold on our date night
Waiting on you

Plotting on snakes like da rabbit no tail
Not trynna end up in da jail with no bail
Watch how you move might just die by a spell 
Under the weather like

snake
Lured into a bottomless lake
Song is sung by fish
His lips bleed exposing what's in
Goblin dances along the railway
Following the trail of a silent