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like I'm fucking Halloween
This ain't a dream, nigga hurricane a nightmare
Stab you in your sleep and smack your baby out his highchair
Your daddy was

matter if I spoke right somebody going to throw it left
So they feel some type bitterness goin out on a limb and
Getting mad cuz I ain't sweet for

regimen
To keep myself busy
Every day he suggested working out
But I know my body ain't built
For that there's Al, whose cell is
Across from mine he's

to Harvey

(Dude, you know I ain't runnin')

That swing from Hugh is never too far from me
Yeah you know they all call me Harvey
But my girl ride me like

to them
And now they play me like a fuckin' amateur
I got a life, yeah, I got a right, yeah
Cancel my shows, that shit ain't right (shows)
How they gon'

Wakin’ up 16 plus 1 got my body like Water I Ain’t breaking the tension
Bare man coming at me with the Same ole shit bro droppin’ from all Dimensions

16 Shots

Vic Mensa

There's Alot Going On

2016

got everybody yellin' out, "Fuck 12"

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 12
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 12
16 shots
And we buckin'

That day, I notice he's posted it
On his Instagram, with the caption
"They getting married on
A hill in Malibu" By the next morning, for
Whatever reason,

holding the line like Jehovah did
So I roll with my dawgs, we ain't talking that Doberman Pinsch
and we striking them out without throwing a pitch, or by

family
And It was free bro out the pen
Now that nigga free
Felt like I was 20 by 16
I was rein up on 28 by 14
Gotta get it how I live I be in the streets

about that hoe I ain't going slow
Hey baby I'm right by your side
I don't give a fuck for what they say
Cause they just want me to die, yeah
They just

ain't going, I ain't going nowhere
I lost myself and it took so long for me to find myself
Had to rewind myself, redefine myself, grind by myself
The beat

on the ground and dig out his eyes
And make him bawl for his mother
We don't like each other
Only 'cause I fucked his baby mother
That bitch was under the cover

fly around
I lay one vocal then I sign out, anyway
Go Bluejays for a lunch and a brekky
Make that thing bu-bu bang like Fekky
Got mad skill with

to slid u gon see the real Niggas[00:34.26]Stay rich we ain't going broke[00:36.70]They ain't call my phone when am broke[00:39.65]Everybody say I change

stare[01:14.02]I ain't stingy i'm with brother he like "bruh share"[01:16.13]Why these niggas tryna ride my wave like some cut hair?[01:18.36]I been humble way

suicide[02:00.16]I know people going through real stuff[02:01.99]But we talk about it, reveal stuff[02:03.84]And the Holy Spirit, He heals us[02:05.72]Man I know that

a saint yea she thinking he Godly
But really that younging been scheming he only 16 with a bank in his pocket
Fell out with his niggas had to come em off
He

'm stone-cold, I relate to the snow
On the road where I roll
Like an 18 that's chrome
And I ain't been at home
Still, I may be that bloke
That will roll on you

over there
Right? What's over here?
Is a noise so loud that some can't hear
But on TV I can see
Bunches of people looking just like me
And they ain't all

been doing this since I was 16, yeah (yeah)

Looking around, I have a point to prove
And I won’t point to you coz I ain’t got enough fingers for that
I

Man, I ain't going
I'd rather be alone than act like yall my homies
But yall so careless
Out of frame and out of focus
Yall niggas scared to leave

that joint'll let me bone like a skeleton
If you jealous then I get the stick and clap you, kid
Even on a laxative you ain't with the shits, bitch

Cause I ain't fucking with em 
Bitch I'm to concentrated to lose focus 
Cause I ain't got no more time to be wasting 
Tired of the trenches that I