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last time
Can’t forget the past-times
Sleeping by the river on a concrete bench
I was your little public park wench
I was your little garden slut
What,

the Stan Row/ catch an ear full/ skeet skeet pull/ groupies don't touch me, I'm too real/ my Wife knows her last man at best was a happy meal/ by the way/

can see through all the bullshit they spew
By far not the only like me

Some have sense 
Dare to stop those that don't like Chris Wallace
Respect for

Birth from seed, I was once indeed unruined by what life force feeds.
Us, being held in the shadows so long. I’ll proceed to speak and exceed.
Thus.

Your father weren’t around so you know  that feeling 


I raised you by myself while your father sat in prison 
The struggle to survive had me thinking

I really thought it’d be different
Like somehow, by a miracle
You grew 10 years in just 6 months

I really thought you were in it
Jumping through

Write down the words that best describe 
The reasons you and I were always meant to be
If you make it up I’ll see right through you
Stay together

shit away bitch u ain’t clicking no shit
Lil nigga we going leave him like mist

Mix the pack while gone of a dip
Spin the block best believe I won’t

Trump V.O.
I am the least racist person that you have ever meet
Nobody respects women more than I do
Grab ‘em by the pussy
45th President Donald J.

deposition, I’m treating yall to the facts
Cause most of these rappers cap

Life’s been passing me by
Like I’m stuck, on Autopilot
Same shit, different day
Only

the funk now, re-create the fun in your heart by the things that you love. Now, plug in! Get the speakers hooked up. Let ‘em bump loud. I got the mic and I’m

but still keep the cost low
Invest in art where the Picasso’s 
The best nights include tacos 

Hold up let me spit real quick my spits are legit like I

the pod
I think it is cute
And you think it is odd

But that’s okay
My worm pod is cool
He is super happy 
Getting warmed up by my JUUL

What are you,

pavement is full of mess
Eyes opened watchin' the best
This world has gave me, I'm kind of bored
The reason is the day I was born
But I still ain't gone

at the destination
Where boys are waitin', then we do shit we don't have to spit about

Let me spit about this, We're doin' our own shit
Our music is unskilled force

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Crazy All The Sh** that I've been Thru  
HellFire and Brimstone were so hard to get thru 
Used to be tattered and torn rags 
Let me show

and wash all that s**t
Shawty looking at me dripped up,
Know I’m that n**, Huh!?

[Intro: QuinceLu]
Ooo, ooo
Alright slide that reverb in there dawg
Ooo

and put ya bars to the test

Never call me the best but they cant do what I do
Have em throwing up blood like a piru
A sword cuts throats and it slides thru

When the pressure get tense,
The cookie never crumbled,
Its like a jungle,
Sometimes its makes me wonder,
How I keep from being a number
And keep from

chilling with the Russians
I ain't never rushing
I'll see you when I see you that's the end of the discussion
Bitches wanna be me but at best you'd be my

to it 

Ima be something 
Mama always knew it 
We Ain always have shit
But best believe 
We got through it 
  

You the type to pay for d****
I’m the type

stuck inside a labyrinth 
Of a million men and women on the same path I'm traveling
Ha
I'm just imagining what could be happening 
If life ever gave me

go 
Wat u kno 2-3 brothers y’all sharing a bed so u sleep on da floor 
Wat u kno about hand me downs head to toe n u Neva been to dior 
They don’t kno

connect
This disconnect from intellect
I don’t even know what day it is I’m staying in
Introversion got me by my lonesome and I’m hating it
Waiting on my