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average?
If I can't run from the pain
I might fall down like the rain
They won't remember my name
These thoughts I can't escape
All of the friends that let

Then it felt like I had been run over by one of my closest friends
One of my closest friends
One of my closest friends
One of my closest friends

the rest
For you to find out
The message that i'm about
I can try to get my message across
By spitting about how the Man off the Cross
Saved my life.

for Mom and I, and breath some more for my kinfolk. 
But I'm stuck out here in the real world and you're God damn right I've been broke. 
So I'm gettin'

house, now we in a house for real wit all the problems that come wit it
Best friends to a relationship ain't a easy transition
Cuase you don't like

My Pain

D-Eazy

Street Lingo

on a search for some light through the thunder and rain
You wouldn't be so quick to judge if you were feeling my pain

If you could feel my pain
If you could

change but it's always the same
Guess it's a mindstate
Guess it's a mindstate

Real talk
I've had homies sell me out for less than I'd have thought
Guess

money for an 8th
Hit up local plug, that's my nigga from the grade
He just got gelato, I'm feeling great
Fall asleep, I'm awake
Druggie with my friends

wanna take this time to apologize for all
As it happen I missed your call
But this time I got a real cause
I look at my phone and it was on pause
I saw

a friend
I don't understand who you thinking I'm not
You won't want to handle the pain that I got
Even some family praying I rot
The loneliness cramping me

for you can't get a refund on those presents
Didn't even let me talk about my feelings, I'm offended
Don't get me started on your friends, they haven't

What They Call Us?

Tru

Tru 2 da Game

1997

but bitch I never voted 

I'm out here on the streets motherfucker, tryin to represent 

ya'll real niggas by staying independent (tru to the game)

tum
Be out expressing my feels
Hard to tell fake from the real
Doing everything to stop you
Feeling like deal or no deal
Putting my pain in the song
Is

the intermissions search your heart for a plan
and we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect

A Peez Paradise

Andre Nickatina

Bullet Symphony: Horns and Halos #3

mouthpiece man and my brain man be and Shaw that's wut sets me and park"
"a pimp is really only lookin for hoes"
"I like wut pimpin and hoein is doing to these

deadout
It's not enough for me to blow up n get my bread out
I gotta bring my brothers with me YO n get my dread out
Well you know what? It starts in

deadout
It's not enough for me to blow up n get my bread out
I gotta bring my brothers with me YO n get my dread out
Well you know what? It starts in

Y'all his friends, so dope, gettin' lost by the wind
Yeah, I'm out that life, yeah,
I'm in it for the win
Nah, nah, nah, nah
No trust, just greed, there

acting out, checking out
You fucked a nasty bitch at yo friend house I pulled up and hoes ran out
Face shots what you going through? showed the real me

something
Introduce you to my cousin M
Maybe we could shoot a film
To all my jewish friends, L'chaim

Bel Air, Fresh Prince
Gold bottles, excellent
Shout out

my stride you can't Break 
I three step in between fall behind now you late
Looking at my life I think it's time for mine to glow up
I don't gang bang

on when the boy flow
Put in that work, watch as I blow
Speaking of which, she say we friends
But at Night, she all in my DM’s
She’s asking for it, so I tell

you talk it
If he got it
Make him run that
I was looking for a bridge to jump off with my friends, but this my jump back
How you got all these niggas

self esteem

Bad home life 
No friends tell to anything 

She hates the word trust 
There a use to be an us 

Broken hearted girl always falling for lust