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All in all there's no sleep
No remorse no candy floss
No know it all
Just go record
Make all the songs
That never pause
Keep going on the whole week

its my life style
And i bearly hit her once its the punch line
Going hard again its my shine time
i thought you were my soulmate
Girl you did all for

Our only job has been to hold
Back the sky from the ground
This trail of bright lights is guiding us home
But were left floating in this world

Don't care where we're going
Come on now let's go, rookie rookie

Skipping town, our levitation
Meet me down, down by the station
Yeah they say we're

and I dropped out of college
I'm fly as hell yo bitch smell YSL and she going jock it
Where I'm at they call this dope back home just call this shit

still flowing
I've got you by the hand, I know exactly where we're going
Both fixed on the prize and I find comfort in your eyes
As long as we're

we lived in a rainbow and had heaven at home
And yeah, you know we're partners in crime, just two lovers intertwined in a moment of time
And when I

She fighting cancer, couldn't tell her, cause she being strong
Gun to my head, like pull the trigger, I ain't coming home
My thoughts get tangled with

young money, but I'll up this drake
We playing baseball, he tried to slide home ain't make it safe (Yeah)
And all the time the racks I been pursuing, I

gotta get off the internet my haters will not leave me alone
So clean i gotta keep me a chrome
Since 19 i wasn't sleeping in homes
You not picking up ya

shit cause I’m horny
Ain’t into playing games, I beat it, she my opponent 
She bend it over and I ain’t feeling sober when I poke it
Last night was going

Me Home On The 8th, Shii Just Glad To See Another Day. They Showing Fake Love To My Face Like I'm Drake, Shii Just Gotta Get Em Out The Way. Watch For

Nigga don't talk when I'm talking
Not tryna marry I'm too busy poppin
This gun giving heat like uh' motherfuckin rocket
Live by the corner, these

Drizzy Drake, non-stop
Your potential is high keep elevating
It's in pencil but don't erase it
This freak thing's not an accident
Your superpower is

with some people in France
My Hotline blingin like Drake but I ain't doing no Dance
If by chance you need a plug I need my guap in advance
I'm your man

or go home
Take that pistol out you shoot
Or you get hit in the dome
I grew up around killers
I was raised by scammers
Man my momma even did
Her f*cking

dogs out the gate
When he get home he straight 
We gone fly straight to LA
Sit in the back of the wraith 
Count up and think about buying 
A house by

what we see
You niggas going broke just tryna rap and sell a few g's
When I shop on the packs know they touch down
When I'm mobile know it's gone when

that's because my homes sick
The drive between my lines should make you feel like it's a road trip
So sick
I'm in a young body but when I spit, I'm like

Whatever was in that cup, it got me feeling real low
I mask my emotions by rolling up a rillo
I'm gon' make it to a penthouse the way that I flow

my Dad
I'ma hit a home run every time I'm next to bat
I can tell by the way you dress, you ain't never had A stack

I can't stop right now cause I

said, bitch, nah
Like Drake, I mix that condom with hot sauce, okay
My joints, how I fuck my bitch, cause that shit Raw, okay
Aye, never turn on your bro,

was spitting giving concerts in my dorm
Covid going on but I infected more 
It don't matter who was knocking on my door
I was ready any minute ammo

at the cookout
Now I got my own car, I'm going home
Every girl I want, she mentally ill
It's something always wrong
I be starting trends
They act like they don't