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neices stunt in Saint Laurent
All my days are gone and I be running tryna catch up shit when life weighs heavy
Than a nigga get his reps up cause uh
We

I'm sorry I can't adhere to your desires
I have no urge to make myself get any higher
Plain old life has always been enough for me
I'm sorry for

While I’m exacerbating everything
Creating ageless new maxims
With hands clasped in contrition
Oh I confess my sin to thee
In thought and word, Intent

Every Saint
Has a past
Every Sinner
Has a future
I've been both
And at last
I have no shame
I have no shame
On this dirty floor
Cuz, I've seen Your

Saint Laurent Bag装满Peso“A Milli”
My Life is shopping
我不纠结我只Go get it
我能分清那是爱情还是拜金（Why？）
教过一次学费
Man you gotta think twice
压力在肩膀上面锻炼我的中束

to a hum
A parasite is leeching on me
I don't know what I'm supposed to believe
I haven't learned I haven't perceived
Liquid to solid I want to refreeze

We become indifferent
Run from decisions
I'm solving questions
Stall in learning lessons
Am I the first to confess it
No saint so I usher you to my

still unfazed, still I'm paid
Get a taste, hustle hard to the grave
Finally, I'm in France, ma chérie
Mon ami, si vous plait Louis V
Like its free,

bumping makaveli
Probably with you bitch getting head watching belly
Bitch I'm too saint louis like nelly bucking juggs up out a telly
I been running with

away from me
Don't take my car

I'm the premadonna
Tylenol
You can fuck my life
If you want at all

Tailored
Saints
Won't just steal for the flavor

and it feels like we're stuck in place,
You're telling me that we are complete, but I'm not feeling the same,
Maybe we should see other people 'til then

all this money flashing by me (no, no, no)
I’m gonna be your one and only (no, no, no)
I’m gonna make you mine

blasting
Too sober now to cash in on 
A happiness I'm stashing 

Inside
Inside
Inside
Inside

On 91 now
Each mph I'm allowed
By law is spent yet somehow
My

by the substances that subdue minds
Giving up our worth to save Nibiru has become our lives
Their nature is of war indoctrinating in our culture

an ancient rhyme
Illuminated in the heavens by the neon signs
That I see along the highway
Running through the astral plane
And as I drive on through my

bump, just bump, just

I'm tryna kick back and smoke that
The bubba kush with the blunt wrap
Spit ill tracks, killed that
Wasn't even done, with the first

that I might faint
She suck on that dick like she a saint
And my cup be purple like some paint
Pull up wit that tommy like I'm hanks
Kick some people off

the night was timeless
Waters blackened by the saints
And maybe, the taste was the finest, oh so finest!

I uphold to truth to see
The rise and falling!

shooting blanks
I be throwing bullets, got signed by the fucking Saints
Me and e got bands, might just go and buy a tank
Shot my ex-bitch boat down, now it

No saint to call when the Franklins get involved and the snowfall
So when y'all get caught, they'll have second thoughts
To tell them it's your

she do me, it get really choosey
Especially from the front
So for that coochie I might get her Gucci
Maybe Saint Laurent
Im getting rich I bust a bag

out
Somewhere off the coast chillin' by the beach
She beside me, she get on her knees
I'm too cocky, she strip off her jeans
Eat wasabi, yeah my sushi

the different type of life I'd live
Hotbox sparring in my Honda something got to give
That was years ago I'm in solitary confinement now
You want this work my

This is the place
I concentrate
Escape from the world
When I want to pray
Not for the likes
Straight medicated
Cut from the cloth
But I'm made