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defined by the masses (What they sayin')
Hold me down don't you trip, don't you stammer
I need space from the questions you asking (Okay)
You so fly we

someone gone
Nah it's just another average joe from a rabbit hole
Asking for a loan from a pile of cash Ion even own
But reverse the role kick me

Swayze baby four five on him yeah look at me
I'm about to go for another three peat like twenty three
Whole squad in here
Reem call this bitch

pleasure in an oath
Something clever in my notes
Another writer toss the lighter my pens dripping kerosene
Nothing's ever fine but I'm happy scraping by

best friend
She bad but I can tell her agenda right from her scent
Watching as the clock go by
Wanna link up with my niggas Ima get real high
But I ain't

Could've died
But I got another chance
Want a feature ?
Got to pay me in advance
Guns out
Finna make a nigga dance
See, you'll die in LA understand
Raised by

what's up or that I love you
Cause I feel deep down inside you read my texts and don't reply
Because you wanna save that burden for another lonely time

the game with the cards we hold in our own hands
And things won't always go to plan
So I'm asking God to hold my hand
Keep my boat on the narrow

Dealing with the pain and she cant take another day
Screaming from her mother and ain't nothin seem okay
Only one who want her is her father there

As we near the end of this showing
For those of you who have stayed around
Until this point
Here, we have another gift for you
Life is nothing more

the real thing or is you only practice
Claiming that you love me to get me down on one knee
Poppin out a question that I shouldn't be asking
Scheming on my

demons straight from within
I'm standing tall ya but this ice getting real thin
Gotta keep up my chin till I can get a real win
Old friends been asking

47 days floating here in outer space
And it's been a lil minute since I seen another face
Almost out of fuel only quarter of tank
And I'll never make

life
And i cant trust nobody else
Do it by myself
Nobody lend a hand when i was asking them for help
Now its gucci on the belt, bands on the shelf
Back

a policeman
I could have kicked myself for asking her that
Another baby boy was born without the help of policemen
Just me and the aforementioned rat

Who

Of chasing one another
Of keeping secrets safe
Turning 'round to see who's there with
Every move we make
And still we never realize
And so we turn and keep

shit really going Down the drain?
Because you hate the real but Appreciate the fake?
One day you'll realize the mistake That you made
but by then it'll

Sitting by the river with these flows I deliver
I'm cold with my l lyrics so I know I make you shiver
When I get on the mic I make it sound tight

made for this I won't go down without a fight
But, mum I ended up with role models round me that were gangsters and it's sure that We Secured our place

drunk
I rather be lit
I rather be dead
Then feel this shit
Cause one day I'm hype
Another I'm down
And sometimes I'm sideways
Till I hit the ground
This

shit
Yo bitch tell me the truth she going home telling you other shit
Like she wasn't on the Arli sucking dick with another bitch
Yo bitch asked Gilly

one another for our wit and cunning hiding between an overcoat and a button-down shirt in the spare closet of my grandfather's study
We threw frisbees

make a mess
Rah rah, used to ask me for the spliff, ma said where you at
Told him I am always down to split it, got a call from dad
Asking Shia can it

town roads just
Towns down by the water
You come around here
You fuckin round wit piranhas
Lead paint issues
They body your ass for nada
Speak a couple