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That clears your vision up until your brain is a wide screen

Infinite ripple in one snap
Fun fact We run to make the sun feel like we love back
We bust

no beef
Don't you know it's on sight I be riding with the heat
Tell that nigga get back I be really in the streets
Me and brodie load the glock
Now we

I look up
Straight up
I gave 'em time, time
Time

Now it's back to me nigga
I took my clique turned it to faculty nigga
Took my operation to factory

match him
Datings apps just not for me cuz I'm too active
Change my caption
To match my passion
Every day brand new
Wake up with the sun I can't lose

You don't even know what we been through
I did some shit that I had to
Shit back to back like a 1 2
Becoming immune to the bad news
I play the game like

running blind
Running on, running into the sun
But I'm running behind
Everyone I know, everywhere I go
People need some reason to believe
I don't know about

Sometimes like Santiago, at crucial points of my novel
My only logical option was to transform into the wind

We gon' see (we gon' see)
When the sun goes

that’s what I’m into
Though I’ve got struggles 
One handed snuggles
Are a sin too
Me too
You should always 
Use two 
Hands
But don’t get handsy
Without

that time goes
I just want it back, run it back to the summers
Open up a pack just to ash by the sun up
Bangin' on my jack back to back like a drummer

it, don't you see that I be working
On the wave, yeah I'm surfing, back and forth like a current
Told my girl that I'm sorry
One day we gon whip

unfazed by the one step forward
Two steps back
Or maybe I'm just too numb to react
You gotta
Take from peter to give to paul
Go ahead and stall
We're new

i'm out on the road
And you're all home alone
I wish i can make the stars align
And bring you back to me
Back to me
"He looks determined... without

The small men that live in other's vans on the mountain
Don't seem to mind the sun, despite their affinity for the indoors
They step out into the light,

I’m really into Shorty with the Afro
Put the beats on that
Whiz kid in the club
Feeling your feel
On the real
Playing telephone on your ear
Dialing

taking no loses
Dont front for the gram we saw you
Run into gang its torture
New glock just came, Caution
Lemme pop yo chain come off it
Give one of my

I wouldn't do this thing with anybody else
Even though I used to think that I could do this by myself
All the love you pour into me truly felt
Let's

A Kiss

Bad Meets Evil

Hell: The Sequel

2011

but why do you think they call it boo?
Yeah, 'cause the sound of it s'posed to scare you

Oh ho, we can share you in the back of the McLaren
I don't

morning sun
No I'm not barring none
Look death in his eyes undefeated the star
is won
Thinking how far to run at the of the race I'm a winner not normal huh

Winter was too long
Wanna do good, but I’m lacking a motive
Sat back, wanna put a plan into motion
Trapped in the past and I’m passed out in class
Dreaming

what time it is
To all my real New Yorkers
Please, stand up
That's right
Augh
Yeah, Look
It's that New York City, time to get gritty
Bang Bang, a kid got

gatorade
Cause I'm tired
I'm tired
I'm tired
Whatever you think that we had it expired
I was by myself when I walked into the fire
Into the fire
Are you

and dust, the nebulae
It may be leading us by the radiation of stars within or near them
Or darkly obscuring the light of whatever lies behind them
Here, new

look back
I don't take glances nomo
We at a party and Trap at the door wit a pole
And I come thru with a roll
And you know we comin thru a scat pack but

look back
I don't take glances nomo
We at a party and Trap at the door wit a pole
And I come thru with a roll
And you know we comin thru a scat pack but