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All rise
Case number two forty nine
Don Lin versus what what do we have here Tina
Um it's Tiana
Excuse me young lady Tiana
You may all be seated
Oh

I'm still grieving
Summer time come by, baby i'm still bleeding
How we get this high, I can't believe it
Did you wrong, impeded spite
What's all that,

Like yeah yeah, yeah
Like yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah

It's that young, smooth-talking, southwest-reppin', boy
Tryna' turn a beat to blessing,

hearses
This that murder music, in the stu', I'm with a weapon
You can never kill me by yourself
You gon' need at least ten features
And even will all

lines are arse like a sign of stretch marks and you
Always ask for an arc, answers always Noah
Two by two, I take them all down because it's
Deux contre

ain't serving out the window, no, no this ain't no drive by
My Bournemouth bitch caught me creeping, she be like Eddie howe (how)
My new plug Chinese he

Out for lives
Like a beat drop right here
Sike
Me & you
Unlike
I'm my own
Ike to Mike
The man taste to go's for bites
Yes I'm young but the mind so ripe

Hmmm hmm hm hm
And I got so many problems
I just don't know how to solve um
Maybe I'm just evolving
Still got my ex bitch calling
Strange pain all in

call the cops, that's the vibe we in
Yeah, young Daniel in the lions den
Only way to make it out I gotta find my pen
Rap artist?
I was think trap harder

do mean
That I was formed
In a certain truth
My frame of reference was um
George Washington and John Wayne

But, you know I was a child, you know

And the kindness that I've lost
Stopped my preaching I know nothing
Pathological at my cussing
I'm too young I'm too old
Cognitive dissonance so I'm told
I can't do

behind wearing a hoodie on the street
How in hell can I be saved by a cop? - It is a matter of seconds till i get dropped, can't Be waiting for the phone

Missing young days Gotta get away
Missin chillin in the streets till it gets late
Skate parks Half assed till the next day
Jumping over cracks in

Racks on me, I can give you allowance
On the phone, with my accountant
With the pack, all my dogs howling
Nick Cannon, young niggas wilding
Racks

Being you
Is the greatest part of me
Your smile
Is like the sun that warms my heart
I can't believe the young man standing before me
And no matter

the map
I lost family and uhh.. I wish I could get em back
I lost companions too, and you could say I'm too young for that
We all experience pain in

zone all on my lonely
Flexin like they young and rich but begin for some bones (bones)
Why you even pop in out my nigga just go home (home)
These hoes

its Taylor

Um, fuck it I'm on to the next
Tell me right now what's yo name, A-lex
Siz I got it I got it don't flex
Ima be honest after can we sex

Oooo

had to stop a few
Cops is screwed
Yes that goblack ops 2
Still Pack a Punch inna tropicals
Ain’t no relaxing out by the pool
Gang still look motley my

Young and livin' I'ma get it as long as I keep on breathin' I'm eatin' I'm even Steven
No reason to be competin'
I'm stretchin' I see you reachin'

in my heart
Deep in my soul
Young boy from the land
And I move like a ghost
He's a beast
He's a goat
Deep in her throat
No teeth
Don't choke
All I

Missing young days Gotta get away
Missin chillin in the streets till it gets late
Skate parks Half assed till the next day
Jumping over cracks in

a young nigga game
See they kissing ass what you done for the fame
Nigga's selling souls spending funds on a chain
Just to get robbed by them guns that they

you inside out
Bon Appétit to a crock pop
You get saved by a blessing
Missed a shot from smith and wesson's
Why you pulling trigger pressing
Trigger