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Things could get naughty if you liked me too
But you don't have a clue

I get shy around you
Butterflies got me surrounded
Climb the anxiety mountain

a voice start to sing

thank you Jesus thank you Lord I'm over Jordan and the pain is gone
thank you Jesus thank you Lord now I'm waiting on the other shore

Start Strumming Real Quick
I got you
Alright I got something
Well Imma change it up on your bitch ass
Wait, what bruh?

I brought you in
But you keep

It feels like my heart got hit by a truck

Why am I a better artist without you?
Tell me is it better to live without you?
Or are you gonna tell me

something like saline
She bad like 5 start rating
Now baby got back to take impact just like a bumper
Her body in tact gave shots from the back to plump up

Mom I know you feel it when I'm hurtin
When the ice in my veins starts to burnin
I see the worry written on your face
Cuz I left home and you had

dryness, poisoned water

I know you don't give a fuck,
Tell them!
It's not a child's words anymore

And so we
Burn
Burn
Till nothing's left to blaze

Wipe

take it from the start
Don't know how to restart
I see why
You played your cards
I'm out the game
What a goddamn shame

Stuck in my mind no one compares

posed to win
Then he, does the impossible and finally gets in
Now he, gotta be weary of his family and his friends
Who wasn't with him at the start, but

have you by my side

Pls someone get me out I need someone to knows how
Get wasted get fucked up and clear my head from the thoughts
Oh someone to show

move apart
Yo my gas is full but the car won't start
I just lap these fools while I'm standing still
Darts on the board yo I'm landing kills
Poolside

that she leaving I'm crazy
From the start, thought you said that you would help me yea
I guess I got to stay by myself and never love nobody
Girl I can't

you can

You get the feeling, that no-ones listening
To what you're saying cos they know it's a lie
I start the healing, by peeling back the skin

Versace
White on fire, we stay matchin
Got some questions, we start askin'
We got heat but we ain't packin
Holy war so we need tactics
Systematic, radical,

hard
3 degrees, raised 3 boys undefined by her job
Turned out all mighty, put the game in the hurt lock
F around, and now people know me as the Merch God

I honestly have no fuckin' idea what to call this
A boom bap, truth rap from a new Zack, we start shit
Booth nap after True's tracks, it's a new

on pavement prayers
Like roses in the Spring
And candles spill smoked and drowned
By blackberry champagne

Dark ride home, the taxi's here
Slipped in the snow

to really think you'd play your part
I guess that means we both don't really know just who you are
Stand by what I say I wear that shit like battle scars
Old

don't it?
Look everybody! I'm back and I'm on it
Drinking up JD, fuck you, pay me
All the whole gangs sitting up in Mercedes
Mydas mydas murray
M mydas

I write this music for the the faint of heart
The ones who got angst for the day to start
The kid who can't wait for the bell to ring
So he can head

dem too don di member for start gere
Douala chick turn ciclis into daily tchombé
The truth shall set you free but the package came with beating
If

Rain on the dancefloor
Rain on the dancefloor
Standing under starry skies
With you here by my side
I feel my heart beating slowly
It's like

nose way up high
Damn you boy for making me angry
Everything you do, it makes me wanna cry
You felt warm by heart
Good looking for a start
But I knew

Take the blade
From within your mouth
With one hard blow
We'll fake them out
Don't go so deep
You've got to make it last
Go at the hard way
For