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I've always been bad at looking back
Even just To say good by
So I'm writing myself down
The only thing that makes me calm
I'm like a queen without

got a lot of habits 
I stay attracted to a bad b*tch
She wanna line and she want it now
Ain't a time to be passive
She want the old me 
Talking like she

Damning rain fell
Through the wide open sky
His path was made clear
He has come for us all
Famous was his tale
As old as time
But now the black wind

in my mind
Just another blurry outline
From the good old times
(It's broken on the inside)
The paint peels and I just sit and watch it
I feel like I'm

Came good old St Nick to set this bitch off

I Told Santa bring dem cakes
A couple cars and a crib by the lake
A couple Mill in trust funds for the kids

it's time believe it or not
Old fashioned I'm still stashing the cash
And blasting any nigga wana play with that
Get the troops we gone Rally like we own

i'm copping everything I want
I ain't going back to broke no more
All the hard times, they changed my mind
It made me go harder, I been on my grind

not the type to sleep much anyway
Light me another one we're old enough to run away
I keep on running back to those same roads
Got a thousand thoughts

ass old pig try to run
They be foul like Derrek
Third time going to court
Yea it's a bloody Mary
I be eating steak and lobster
Live my life like it's

Remember me? For the first time in forever
I'm back to battle for my
Little patch of heaven
Two worlds but we're all in this together
Try everything

You can cry I ain't showing no emotion 

Good mornin
Get your a** up
Times a wastin

Couldn't get in the game,
so it's time to break in

Yeah Imma get

to go

I made up mind, it was time to go North
Sold all of my things for what they were worth
I can't just stay here walking back and forth
It was time

respect
I need my plaques, I'm
Born in cook county and the jungles of Chiraq
I, Came from the booth and now i'm back to spit this crack bitch! Yeah

Realist

part of you and me
Now that you feel just as free
As the good old bumblebee 
I come by and notice clearly you were just on LSD

Aw shit
No more skits

likes
Good feelings of old that were left in the cold can come back into hold and now i can feel bold
To hell with irreverance make it irrelevant so I can

compared to my dreams that shit was not as much, uh
You ever get the feeling that you’re old as fuck
And feel time slip away as you’re growing up

waiting
Now she old news
Like back In the day paging
Always evolve
I don’t do too much changing 
Imagine getting tricked out your spot
By the lamest
Fuck

fist..;
No one can't hold us back..;
Our victory came by risk!
Everything in this planet has a fucking reason to grow;
You should fight; for life, our

program 
Mi do this by miself me a mi own don 
Nuh wah par Dat a waste a mi time an
Keep you number cuz dat a waste a mi time fam
Mi Nuh beg fren mi Nuh buy

I see him behind me 
He look lost in the crowd 
But he don’t wanna catch me 
And I don’t wanna wait up,no
We were brothers in that time 
Now It’s time

We’re child that let their dream disappear !
So many problems, doubts and fear and try to put our mind at ease ! 
All of those good old time still

I finished it
  I always got my neck
  I turned around and ran away from me
  But this time he went back

  I learned not to be honest because
  My

ate, 
Fuck a debate, 
I been so patient bout to go crazy
I been so gracious 
I have been saved so many times back in the day I just been praying
And I

emotions
Old lame ass nigga he not having motion
He dont got no bitches he beat off with lotion
Whole time he got a bitch she wet like the ocean
Oh zae don't