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tough and I think it's kinda funny 
Pussy I just nutted on her face don't touch me
Ima smack a bitch if she wanna start tweaking 
Bitch I'll cut your

life 

With me

Trips across the seven seas 

The world is yours by any means 

Front cover of them magazines 

To frequent trips in limousines 

I want

I'm trying my best to cope
If only I could touch your scene
But your blurry visage on screen
Lends a false sense of security
You've always been a rock

Obama been tryna find the hope 
Ain't no hope in this
My condolences to anyone 
Who claim they dope as this 
I've been chosen with the Midas touch 
Im

First day of the rest of my life
I say over and over as I try to convince myself
Yeah, the first day of the rest of my life
Product of twenty

They tryna be up by 2
Just like it’s game time

2x

I just wanna know 
Can you hold the key to my soul 
I can’t treat you like dirt 
But we need some

here for us
If only for today its all here for us

Switched off from everyone around
Too used to things I didn’t understand
Was too far gone I let myself

no one but myself to reap the scene
But I will keep on keeping on
For the search it may be long, remember
You can't plan love
And when time is looking

out the way, don't think you earned that
I'm tryna go focus on myself
I'm tryna get this bag (I'm tryna get a bag)

Were
Know you wish you were now
Bet

haze
When your head has spun for days
And your courage dumbly strays
How can I be brave?
Lights on, lights off
Days go by without pause
Sit up, lie down

Yea, I wanna level up
I wanna level up and kill shit
I wanna level up
I wanna knuckle touch that real shit
Not a capitalist but imma need some funds

okay
Night life, whole place going up when I come by
I get my books from the pastors
Set in Orlando magic, Angels on me
Either playing with the cheque

miss your sweet lips
The touch of your fingertips
The way light lingers in your eyes
So I lay down my head
On this ol’ prison bed
Be nice to sleep, guess

And the beer in the fridge is so co-co-cold
You think I'm lucky then touch me, watch me
Maybe I'm the incarnation of Old King Cole (Not so old)
And though

no need to seek solace in friends
with whom I’ve lost touch.
as give them a call
I might as well talk to the wall
I’d really miss myself too much.

You went and put me on the shelf
With you it’s like i'm by myself
Through all the silence it’s hard to tell
If you want me or someone else

Cause'

surface closing in
And I find myself prisoner
Within these four cold walls

Stared at by people
All dressed in white
The masks of their faces
Grimace

come closer let me feel your touch
I haven't been myself these past few months
I don't know what's happening maybe I'm too much
Baby, please help me am I

promised her,
but just as i proposed, her feet were made to touch her nose as she was crushed
by a Japanese monster.

ahhh, ahhh, ahhhh, AHHHHHH GODZILA!

touch

My mind's in a tangle
Like the witch's brew
Little by little
I scheme I'm losing you

We're only human
Oh! Where to begin
Gotta get out of this

Yeah You Know Im Ready Nigga
I Might Make A Couple Plays To Throw It In The Club 
See Im Always By Myself But I Get Groupie Love
Feel Im Coming Down I

forget the words you told me
Where you headed and where you from?
Are you here with somebody?
I’m a long away from home
And I’m here all by myself
Need

getting heavy
All these problems I wish I could bury
Blood on my lips
Don't give me a kiss
The touch of comfort is pure bliss
I killed parts of myself

I feel high
As I lay by the pool
(Côte d'Azür, buzzin' bees, bright blue sky)
Turning wild 
As I'm picturing you
(Velvet skin, honey lips, mint-green