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my reach
But you won't ever see me reaching out
They used to call me weak, yeah
I wonder what they'd think if they seen me now
Still that lost kid with

an ocean  

 

did you lie about being bi? 

do you still get high?  

and oh fuck the years have gone by  

but you don't say hi anymore 

 

Walking to work

Written by: Kamar Akoto Rodriques, Parker Hatten


You ever lost someone you love, then you feel my pain
It wasn’t always sunny, but I still walked

Gas
Gas Gas
Gas
Gas Gas
Gas
Gas Gas
AGNB in this bitch nigga
Still be telling myself like ain’t no nigga real as I
Can’t really think about no pain

worthy to be your friend
I'm not worthy to be your man
Are you still on your own I ask?
Do you ever remember us?
Better men than I would have cause to ask

my reach
But you won't ever see me reaching out
They used to call me weak, yeah
I wonder what they'd think if they seen me now
Still that lost kid with

they checks cashed
By the third of the month, I still had the best glass
I served my next door neighbor, my auntie and stepdad
On the first

laughter
Coming through your door

Sometimes late at night
You'll still call me
Just before you close your eyes to sleep
You make me vow to try and stop by

These Are Our Heroes

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

it
Huh, and in the end we all got dicked
These are our heroes, thanks a lot, public school systems still rot
Still harassed by cops, snitches

Highlife

Cypress Hill

Skull & Bones [Clean]

2000

it
Shooting arrows diamond-studded, and still budded
You got to love it, you better chase the paper all day 
So you can walk down the long platinum

1-6
(Game)

At this age
How are them man still hatin'?
My young boy in a different country
But he ain't ever been on vacation
One hand

1-6
(Game)

At this age
How are them man still hatin'?
My young boy in a different country
But he ain't ever been on vacation
One hand

Funky Friday

Dave

Funky Friday

2018

1-6
Game

At this age
How are them man still hatin'?
My young boy in a different country
But he ain't ever been on vacation
One hand on a girl

that way
You should know that I am different
'Cause with your heart, I'm not gonna play
I'm here by your side through the day and night
I still got

my drink
Two shades of lipstick on a doobie
Two cuties with stains of lipstick on they booty
Im movin and groovin
Clicquot and Remy by tha jaccuzi
This

and the minutes that faltered
The hours that was wasted on waiting
Days go by, be still with the patience
Weeks, the months, the quarters get excessive
Open up

Things rarely ever get too different 
You're still tired and I'm still distant 
You said I am losing my mind 

And on a backroad radio wave in your

be purged by you
My fear
My terror
Isn't ambiguous 
I've been on this pathway for some time

I chose love long ago
But I still hear the shadows

Mother

Solange is on repeat
Feel like a Crane inside the fucking sky
Word to the wise bird
Banking on my name
Chase stay ahead by like five thirds
I know you hear

if i ever see a hundred mill
I still go hug your babies and check on your lil brother them
And if your dawg alive you need to show that you got love

these streets I never made up my mind
But you still by my side we still see eye to eye
They say that no love is perfect but this the closest I got
Let me

I wake up and you're no where to be found
The smell of your cologne still lingering around
Once upon a time, we slept side by side
Now we both lay in

to tell you no

Gonna barely get by with you
Every time I get the feeling I'm being used
Still I only wanna get high with you a little longer
If it's all I

guessing it
I don't think we're ever getting it
At least, not in my lifetime
Seems like we just can't win
But still, I try
I try
They say things are