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places to go
Oh and I'm like a deer in the headlights
Just tryna get by
No tools to stitch up the wounds that u opened
You left me dry, hit and run and you

my God damn shoes
Been earned  my stripes,  and I really paid my dues
Ain't going to the show unless a homie's got the tools
Always making plays while

Yea
Taking pills by the twos
My bitch ain't nothing nice, but the shirt on rocking Rhude (Rocking Raw)
Money on his head, it cost nothing to be

by others, going to choose my own way
Christmas is coming soon, but I'm still on the moon
I will try to use my pen and avoid my weapon tool
And if I

the one they opposed to
Im the one that learnt fl by using pro tools
Im the one you need a hit you gotta go to
Im the one that learnt fl by using pro tools

war but half of you niggas done disappeared
You livin' in fear
Mossy is kickin' in 5th gear
I guarantee
To get me a million by this year
So fuck you

the tunnel you can lose your mind

Lunatic asylum by the river bend
There is a shovel in the tool shed
A well-worn handle and a blunted end
A clump of mud

strapped, ready to make some pricks (uh-huh)
Surrounded by books, classes ain't a breeze
But ain't no stress gonna bring me to my knees

[Chorus]
Campus life,

the purpose your death means a-lot
Like a scientist to science, and death to disease 
My mind is my tool, and my hands set you free
Your cries of stupidity

snooze
Nigga juice
Juice
Frisky vibes how I do's
Juice
Juice
I switch tools
Like broads switch moods

Please, I'm in this shit for keeps
They wanna send me

brother man'll cut your hands off
Relapse
Bitch, ay, fuck a band, get it ten by ten, I'm on ten ten
Getting head wit my Timb's on in her bed
Oh, you

Things happen I just gotta keep it cool
Surrounded by them steppers, I don't gotta keep a tool
Tryna see how I'm coming on this track
'Cause this really

him on the news
This shit getting ugly as a fuck but your bitch cute
I'm a walk down with a fucking glizzy hit him with a tool
I'm a walk by

I could slut her out
Okay cool, (cool)
Told shawty you know that I'm cool with this shit
I walked in this bih with my tool
I'm trying to take a nigga

tools, don't listen to the fools
Trying to be a firefighter
Make this world a little brighter
But you got to play by the rules
Use the right tools, don't

stranded in an open sea

Oooooooo
And by design we came unglued
Hey, there's a wave swallowing us
Ooooooooo
Is wasting time a coping tool
Were we in love

know my shawty a jewel
We never play by the rules
Luhh G gon stay with a tool
Call up Luhh Vito you play he gon aim it at you
Lookin like bane

sleep in peace at the night fall
It's better off a penniless fool than a soul sucking tool
I woke up early this day in 2012
Rushing to the basement

crew rock, from Flatbush to New Lots

From Southside Queens then I moved to the Boon Dox

Get whacked in a shootout, scrapped by the school house

When

with me (like it was all fun aye)
Stuck right at Killian, ain't have that tool with me (you know where I'm from, what's good)
Back in the apartment,

Hop outta bed rocking, Xander McQueen instantly I get into that mode (I get into that Mode)
Walk in duffle bag of some tools
Oh you thought I work

of a raging narcissist
A closet architect who can't design
Or select the correct bubbles
Fumbling with tools, mumbling about rules
Must have dropped out

you've fallеn
In a hole you dug by your own shovel
The pain will comе again if not now when?
Open wide (Ahh)
Those tools aren't sterilized
Bliss
Drink

decisions got me going flat line
Brick by brick I had to use my tools
Had to swing out those moods
Had to swing out those moods
Brick by brick I had to use my