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You say that I can work on myself Instead I bottle up on the shelf
See you smile from afar
See you only through postcards

looks, man fuck that shit, girl take this passage
As a message in a broken bottle, a blessing been revoked by God, a lesson that I hope
I caught but still

a play while they pause for the highlight
Pause
Let go on the bottle
Turn the night full throttle
Roll dice with your life no need for the lotto
Gotta g

grave danger, girl
Good riddance

It's fuck that bitch, Whoopi in Sister Act
I'm by the bar scene, I'm throwin' bottles back
I never hold my liquor, I

and I hope she getting fucked by a nigga named Carl, haha, but look
I graced the point with my presence
Now everyone's sayin' I'm back on my preachin'

to Melly
We in the trap so we stay next to white like Betty
Still kicking shit like Messi
Bitch I'm a Crip' you can see by my face
I keep a yappa cause these

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I've been thinking real shit
Bottom of the bottle make me pop a couple pills and end it real quick
Doubted out in silence that's

Broken windows in an empty house
Cigarette smoke still dances around
The bottle is empty with waves crashing down
Filling a void that you can turn

Try to play me like a fool
We got bottles and NTFB models at the stu
Super loaded dawg, fuck your rules
In the cut, I'm swervin' super loaded

Ho's hate, so I walk by slow-mo

You can't derail my mojo
You niggas suck no homo
We blow joe, we blow up what
Blow joe, blow joe, blow joe, blow joe,

La-la-la-la
Yeah, I went and fought for this life back
I'm writing you this letter

Hoping that you won't write back
I put the bottles down so I can go get this

the block is hot
Like a bottle of Coke, yeah, I need that top
Making plays like John Madden

Flies a copy like Atlanta
Malcolm X by any means
Infrared, yeah,

today Tied up by emotional chains Why am I always the one to blame
Can't fix everything I know Sliced open the veins that were vital Searching for another

and catch a case
'Cause shit is getting real
You gotta be a retard just to get a deal
Man I swear I can't deal with this shit
Gotta pop a whole bottle full

gettin' stage fright
On a late flight
With my mother wipin' tears cause we can't talk to one another fuckin'
Put the blade to my skin and I spaz out
Put

can't erase you
Should I let you down?
I've been out my mind for some time I'm alive when I'm with ya
Should I let you down
You've been by my side for

A devil is racing
Got my own soul
Yeah this watermelon darkness
I can feel in my bones
Racing in my zone
Yeah

You wanted to become me
So you stole

tryna
Swing bra
I know I can't kill my issues with a bottle and a tank
This a revolutionary bank
Have nots, have nots, makin' killings off the cants
Tell

ready, I'ma go. If you ain't know, then now you know

Got the motherfucking models I got a motherfucking bottle. I got pills we can swallow
If we gon' turn

mean and meant to me
See you walking by yourself and god I can't help miss you
It's time we live with the past and said goodbye to you for now
I don't

by
Cuhz I been doin' evil shit

Cuhz I can't even lie
I don't suck your baby mama
Put my kids in the eye
Cuhz you been typin' all that shit

But you

mad over a bitch I dont care
She a thoot she gon eat it on cam
Clean my knock so it's never gon jam
Ja by my side and I know he gon blam
Bullets is

head, I can't seem to get out of it[01:37.28]War up in my mind, pray to god he help me battle it[01:40.61]Bottle in my hand, fuck my liver, I been

so tired I done worked all week
It's time for me to celebrate I can't wait let me sit back and relax my feet
I'm looking for the Baddies that is grown