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my best?

And oh, I wanna change my number and never call again
But you are all that I look forward to, but that don't fit right yet
It don't sit right

The girl Dey bother me dey make me wan go mental
I just Dey by my own Dey chilling with the shisha
Baby fire if you give me I’ll manage her
See senorita this

of apples and hops fly by
Scooting along under the sky
Oh, Stuppington Lane

Gotta be straight, I'll tell no lie
Takes some hard pedalling to get up high
But

Meeting you was like a tornado just hit
A storm of emotions that i still can`t resist
A whirlwind of feelings spinning me around
A love so real it`s

everybody in my radius I'm knocked
Knocked the fuck out like Red From Friday
But I'll Smoke a nigga out by the end of the day
And that's on Paul Walker niggas

OMF [the convrstn] (lyrics)
By Treeps

Intro
Na
Nah nah
Na
Nah nah!

Verse 1
22 feels like 44
Been doing this for a while
Took me 4 years
to give

winning, you can tell by the chains
Elliante we letting it rain living a life that i cannot complain
I came out the hood, now the hood go insane
I got people

World peace is all I see at night
It consumes me
I'm devoured by it
When I close my eyes, all I see is peace
Chinedu gonna bring peace, uh
Grady

the motions, I'm lost in my own head
And I'm scared of being honest, so I guess I'll lie instead
Cause I don't know where I'm going, or who I am
What I thought I

Like an animal in a latex suit
A stone cold heart wearing knee-high boots
I'll paint a picture of what I want
No secrets now, tell me every thought

threw off the chains so that I could keep stuntin'
Yeah
Turn on receipts but don't ever read em
I never reply, I'm busy competing
I play by the rules,

trying to set trends, better my beats
Times it by ten, I made this whole beat
Airdrop it to G, I want that Wagon
Class it as G, my mum's is C
I want a B,

bout that paper
I ain't got nothing fo ya
It's freak bitches everywhere
You bitches don't play fair
The money don't stop
I put my bitch up n the hills

Ain't it funny how time goes by
People grow up, get old and die
And there's so much I want to see
So you know what that means
Mother, I'm leaving

commit
Traded truth for loyalty, I'll never do that ish again,
made Calls to Atlanta, reached out to a true brethren
That's when anxiety crept up, she

must keep working through but by myself,
me without you
I need time to myself, can't do it with your help
I don't need company,
Just give me space

thanking god I've been blessed
Although I must confess
Two pulls off this spliff and Ill be lit
Living life just to forget
But now I see the fascination

imitation
I bit my tongue
I'll come undone
You take my fingers one by one
Start with my thumb
Are these your old chords
Brought in from the cold
Nothing lost

scarred me
I had to patch that, give me a C/C I'll crack that
Batman coupe, yeah, the matte black
Been high for days they like snapback
Geekin', eating

owe people what they need
Stay home
And listen
To no one
Have fun
Knowing
It's wrong
To not do
What you can
I'm writing a sonnet
Nothing is about me

It's so easy to be the harlot
To sit on the sidelines and forget about the scarlet
I'll let those girls degrade me
Just like momma used to blame me

needs
I know nobody believes
When I say that I need help
Don't help now cuz it's too late
Been lonely hurt since last Tuesday
But you haven't heard since

Trying
My best
In vain
To get out, and
Enjoy
A sober me

Clear
Clear head
Should not
Be
A weight
A burden, to carry

Here I am by my thoughts
Sober

I'll stay
Don't really care what others may say
Just me, oh yeah, all by myself
Don't really need anybody else

Gone gone, I'm gone
Gone gone, I'm gone