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Know I should quit
But I'm back in the mix
High by the moon
When I walked in
She ask where I'm from
Like she set trip
Want you right next to me
When

from the very start
And they my mother kids
She was all we had
hurt to see her sad
My dad wasn't your own but he was all you had
Thinking back in August

I'm surrounded by the closest thing that's too the truth
Tell me girl what I gotta say to get it through to you
I'm in love with you you know that's

yo

If you know me by now you know smoke a ounce a day
In dem streets i be thugging don't ever think I got it maid
Just like roaches we scramble
Cause

I'll have to make you irrelevant
In 1 2 3 4
Still writing bars on my iphone notes
I write those notes
Like I'm the guy to type all those
I'm different

Different wave this yaadie here he run this summer
Got believers now so all the haters hiding from us
Cooking youngings in they prime and I'm 30 something
I'm

by the crowd when the show's done
Earned my blisters it's time to collect bands
Learned my lesson but still I'm on my stress man
I'm a schoolish rapper

concussion

We banging this shit
I'm banging
Deadworld!
Everything strange
Don't get flamed in this bitch acting heinous n shit
My stick it got a drum don't

I'm still Kinte
And this is what she said

You ain't gotta tell no lies you can tell the whole truth
You don't need no disguise I promise they gone love

the irony of desiring to pass in my sleep
To take away the chance from me and still get what I need
For I will cease to exist and a metaphor will not suffice

the choice multiple times like I been testing niggas
I can't love a hoe but all my hoes is what I'm flexing nigga
In Paris with my bitch eating dinner by

I'm still alive
As I dug my way out of the trenches
And now I'm back with some weapons
Imma be everywhere around the globe
Like carman SanDiego
In other

me
I used to take a dive into the high and get addicted to the spliff all crazy
The kid, he did a big 180
Sober got me in pits, I pray that this shit

either the smoking or im just
A psychological wreck
Well he didn't use these exact same words
But I can tell by the movement of your thighs
That there's

move
Especially in sport mode
He prolly know we fuck
But that I'll put one in his torso

Way we Played the game
Make sure they leave a statue where we

Couldn't see an inch from my face
Days and nights the nihilist kissed
The rings of kings of nothingness
In time so still and preordained
It found me out, I

Stayed down till I came up
Did it by myself so ain't gotta bring no names up
Still same the nigga bitch I always keep it day 1
Phone stay slapping

soon as I drop then I'm ghost
Bar is heating up I'm boutta pop like toast
How he'd get this rhythm homie who even knows
I was gifted by my god now when

And start busting at thee
I know where my dad's gun is
He hides it in his private porn collection
Saw him fucking his white wife and
I got a small erection

I had a few people by me
Nigga charge it to the game and
I was out here grimey
Would've robbed my girlfriend
I was out here slimey
I was drinking

that ya number still working and my timing is perfect
Then you sent the text saying yeah I feel it
I'll be there in a hour
I get your favorite candy from

get high like the Netherlands
With my brethrens in Amsterdam
All of us together going HAM sir damn
Understand, we wanna buy land that is just still sand

I'm drinking scotch out the bottle till I black out
California where the ladies got they ass out
When I walk in I’m the guy they ask bout
Who is he

nobody else
Watch me lead by example no help
But I’m fighting this battle with myself
Like I’m flipping through channels in hell
But im singing my songs oh