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I gotta be more pristine
Be more mean
Stand up guy bitch we don't lean
Do by myself need to team
Drop more dope shit seen more fiends
Morphine pain

hold me tight
Oh Insomnia
You are my night
Oh Insomnia
You hold me tight
Oh Insomnia
You are my night
Oh Insomnia

The red rising sun
Hurts my weary eyes

a god
I play these bitches hearts like dice
Toss them over make them cry
Looking at these bitches
Makes me want to gouge my fucking eyes
Bloody 9 by my

outta gold, 3 of em cryin
3 different souls, movin inside
1 of em Blood's, 2 of em mine
Let's make it 4, coming for Vlad
Pause on the line. Think it's his

line cause they ain't have it clear
So I touchdown in your city its the play of the year
And yes I called the plays they just play it by ear
Quick

we are going
to be playing you an amazing project that is well crafted by these young individuals
known as YDIE, all right
And the name of the project

with my grandma in Puerto Rico
Where I proceed to download another language
By the age of three I learned and forgot multiple languages,
forgot who my

Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas
It's A Christmas Miracle

Christmas time, one by one
Unwrapping gifts, just for fun
Big red bow becoming undone
Looking

halogen headlights
Yea got the stick nigga trip up at the red light
It's on sight if you fukin with me
Candle lit for your memory a nigga wasting energy

He has a kind face
With crow's feet
That show he found
Something funny once

Frown lines
Etched deep beneath a centre parting
His cheeks pink with

Too much potential, I'll break it by any means (well nawl)
Talking he the key? Well the door is locked
Name don't ring, tell him try to knock
Wait me?

Hey! Son of a gun!

Upset, upset, upset, upset, upset
Upset!
Upset at the pebble that stopped my line
Always trynna see ahead, make sure I'm not

proof
Tell me how you didn't know by now that I'm really the truth?
Yeah, just like Paul Pierce
Fresh as fuck and it ain't even fair
Try to play me, nah,

and dirty working with a vision
Scripting these flows just to find the zone
Revving till I'm burning up the engine
Pedal heavy, red lining
That fire sign out

can't un-see
Questioning my reality
Will smith to these AI
While I fuck Cortana on the side
CGI my homicide
End that nigga who made Flaka cry
Chalk lines

morality is a perfect show of depravity
My chosen hatred lies on the line of majesty

What don't you understand?
What don't you understand?

Hand go up

actin like a rag doll
Fuck her then a Randy Jimmy Newton gotta blast off
Got that pussy on the line, I ain't have to cat call
You got ratchet ass hoes

the splits
Let it marinate and settle
Meanwhile, I'm goin' in like Zeke in the red kettle
I'm from the sip, good luck if you try to fake it there
If you can't

and play my cards very  well
So many red dots aiming at me
Niggas wanna burn ma bridge they so funny
When I pull up with a stick boy ego fit end bloody
Na

When I wrote our names on my red converse
You brushed it off and called me a flirt
Did I make it awkward

But I keep second guessing everything
Cause I

have a family
Cause my ace is choosing plan b
cttitude is stank as hell
But she tasting cotton candy

I got left by andy, lightyear fan me
Lil bo peep

by a rapper (Oh?)
I'm in the club looking dapper
I'm not a popstar lil nigga or a trapper
Baby I'm a slut and I'm eating red snapper
Walking round in

lines
And we rollin' South Central, fixin' for a drive-by
$moke Weed Paul, the captain of the muthafuckin' Cadillac
Homie on the side and in the trunk is

every step still breakin' eggs
Waits by the ledge stiff craning neck
Won't break a sweat when feigning depth
Takes 5 friends to the aphid nest
Save thy