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against me
Must've contemplated suicide
Drive-by in a Tesla
I call that s*** the electric slide
I don't own it yet
Doesn't mean I cannot manifest
Like

He's a good one
Keeps his hands clean
Killing all the Indians
Save just one, yeah, that's more fun
This is where your life will lose its shine

wanted us to be
But you're happy and you're healthy and you're safe
And that's alright with me
Every time your eyes light up when you see me
It sets my

bout the piece they could give or need filled 
I'm tryin' to complete me you doin' the same deal

Full circles, that's you and I,
Come together for

will it all end?

With loving care
He tries to comfort me
How fun a camp could be
Give it time you'll see

The wind blows by
No answer was received
My

Yuh yuh
Boutta go stupid
Shout out N Game on the beat
That's me
Let's go
I get bolder by the second
Bitch lemme teach you a lesson
Watch me pen in

from hell my friend and this time I'm coming home
Nowhere else to roam
Because the devils home no longer chills me in its hands understand
Returning baby

your hands up high baby
LET'S DANCE
I need this Change, Change, Change!
Eii Baba God I need change eii areeee
I need this Change, Change, Change!
Eii

Maybe I'm addicted, baby don’t believe them
Must step back and give me your hand
And respect my pen
Cuz I wrote a chorus for ya
I care on my feelings

This beat here dinner
L I  representer
Long Money bread winner
Paper like I'm a printer
That's your girl in a sprinter 
Give her something

It's hopeless, hopeless
And far more complicated
(Tonight) I know I'm going to die
Know I'm going to die tonight
It's hopeless
Hands down, give up, your

just ain't my place
And today just ain't my time 
Sweat on my face feel like a lake
Officer please just give me a break
It don't always gotta be about

here, put that big thing in me
Oh, for real? Say less
Dirty talking, ask her what's next
Hot MILF, got a minivan
She gimme sloppy toppy, using both hands

plucking
For your fancy
And though you struggled hard, you
Couldn't help but
Try to break me
Straight in two

Bit by bit, with every day, you
Picked

evidence
Against me
Once you catch me
You'll discover it was but another man
Plus I probably died by his hands
Confession tapes I could hardly record with

of this anger inside
Didnt know where to blow it
Went down some roads I said never again
But a nigga kept going and going
Like Karma aint real didnt give me

ranger toys with my Bandai
Open your damn eyes hand me some them fries
When I make choices turn out to be unwise
Me and RasJosh smoking kush til

""Ain't nothin' separates you but a curtain
the living and the dead""

By a barbed wire fence stood a man
with a .38 in his hand
Singing hymns

shit
And don't really gotta be shit
I don't really give two shits
And I don't know how to cope with shit
I always feel lil freeer when I'm loaded by

things to make you forget your bad day
Just let me know, I wanna know
And tell me
Does he give you the world
Without expecting the world in return
Before

me take this break and then I'm coming back

When Im Ina stu I feel alone I feel I'm by my self chrome hearted 
But I gotta keep a chrome dont need

Their staying up at night because of fright looking out for the theif
His words give me peace like a lullaby im about to catch some z's

I'm by her side yeah we living on the road
Pit stop, medical we getting blowed
Then it's back in our lane I'd advise you do your own
I'm blowing pack

Give me back my
Hand, why don't you?
Look who's laughing
I'm not the only one

Why are you torturing me like this
Oh my god, just
Look at your eyes