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it, you know this dick is heavy
How I hold it on that new energy, don't forbid it
If you gotta show it, bother ya enemy
It ain't offending me, cause I

All of those little lights in the sky
They only stick your feet to the ground
You'd better keep your head down
All of this little dreams in your mind

New routine
I've got myself a 
New routine
New routine
New routine

If I keep on smilin' it'll turn to laughin'
And day by day get better and better
Got

on repeat
Puttin it down on repeat
Down on repeat
Down on repeat

Who got the juice, I just bring vodka
Who want the smoke, I just act rasta
If you wanna keep

Call me this, call me that
Trough my ears and right back
Poisoned dreams, go ahead
Water flowers that are dead

Close mind, open mouth
No love

My father called me yesterday 
He likes to keep me up to date 
I daydream while he's talking to me 

He said, "Kids are getting hit by trains."
I was

to prove my ruse yeah
Forever chillin with the father, with the holy power
I swear on my life I got to devour by any means
Got to enemy with the energy as us

I huddle by the cinders of burned bridges
To find they don't keep away the cold
Clutching at memories of wasted years
Drifting through my fingers
I

turn by turn.

Repeat chorus.

My brother tell me say,
Say If you want to make money,
Say I must learn to shake body,
Nwa baby, put your hand inside

be depended
Stop digging in my pension
I don't think y'all comprehend
In another dimension
Can't stop it from preventing
If I'm a reflection of ya past

she smiles
You know I’ll never get tired of that song
And they all say, isn’t he lucky? 
I believe as I lay down at night with her by my side

She make’

They gone make me get out my body 
I Got killers in too many states
Who the fuck say they wanted a problem 
Bet these hollows gone chew at his face

Everything's alright
God is by my side
Everything's alright right now
YB
27/12/99, je sors du ventre de ma mère
Un bébé prematuré avec une tête amère

conscious rules over flesh and blood
I know the price is way too much so spite us if you wanna, it make my mental stronger
The stamina is longer, the hunger

calling feel the energy
The devil wearing Prada love the irony
Oh lord
Blood on my hands If they pay an advance
Sing rituals then we dance
Sell your soul

Love how that ass rubbing up on my jeans
You threw back that ass and you look back at me
Cover my eyes I can't even See
Twerkin so hard I cant Even

all the fake nonsense
But my scariest thought is what if I'm an accomplice of it
Gotta love it
What a time to be alive
But my sixth sense says that

done slowed by hating

Need collaboration 
Not a fadding nation 
I got a bad sensation 
Theres no correlations between you and me

My temptations anxious

I hesitate to share my thoughts 
Sometimes it's right, sometimes it's not 
Because talk of crime, conspiracy 
Reflects on you as much as me 

First

and I won't even stunt, yup
I just pray that I still keep this love
And don't get lonely at the top if we break up
And even though you really my first

they sell sad news
I was fucking three hoes I could never ever choose
Why white people keep shooting up schools
Pops told me just to play by the rules

though I'm surrounded by love
And there's not a thing in this world
That can keep me up or hold me down
So I guess I'll just have my thoughts run free

back make you tap out blow the whistle
Miss me with that bullshit baby girl it's superficial
In this cuz I love it making dope shit by the fistful
Didn't

all I want is my respect
Lil bitch I go where I wanna you know that I don't need a vest
There ain't no break time baby we pulling up in Mercedes
Or if