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of that medicine
I need to lower my stress yeah
Tryin' to find myself back ah
Tryin' to figure it out
Gotta figure it out
Promised my momma I will make her

dead)
Tryna act like it's all good but it's all disguise (Tryna act)
Ima make it out the hood hands to the sky (Thats a fact)
Nice as fuck I ain't even

Me stay gallant me no fear
Many many struggle many tears
Where u na dey when I no get oo mm
Make them play my music everywhere
This kind of matter he

could break the law
I see
What this could be
Donʼt make me spell it out for ya
You already know
That my heart was all yours
From the very first hello

I know
So does that make me a criminal?
(So does that make me a criminal?)
Even just missing you feels so wrong
Cause I would never wish for people

guess I'm still worthy
I don't know If it's true that you are still here for me
I couldn't make you feel important so I just say fuck it
I fuck up it

SWAC bands
These racks make it look like some fat pants
Auntie said make sure you put back all her pans
Percocet knock me back I can't stand
I cannot

open fire
Living in hell, I hate asking why Donnie died
I'm from where niggas same family rep different sides
Not too many make it out the city, and they

I got
I'm just trynna find a way through the storm
I'm just trynna make a name on my own
This shit is all I got
And I ain't gon stop
I'm just trynna

struggling I gotta make it out the streets
I'm the first child so I got it on my own
How you call me dawg next then you call me out
Yeah they see me smile but

There's no way back
We're already fucked
What's the matter with you
I can't win with you
No matter how good I am
I can't make things up to you
Do you

can't seem to make you notice
You got your legs crossed over yeah you know you're posing
Playing the fool, playing the guy
That will make notice
The more

Shake Some
Take Some
Bet my niggas make Some
Pull up
My niggas gone spray some
Click Clack
4 5
Make ya take 1
Clear the scene
Leave yo partner

for round two
Guess I kinda always knew
I make mistakes with you

With your friends
On the couch
Tell myself to slow down
Don't open up just yet
You

myself to make it One More Day

I lay in bed and watch my phone ring
While my mind plays tricks on me
Everyone tells me that they're worried
But I end up

When it comes to word play we good players
We've been praying to God to make us lyricist and he answered our prayers
We slaying rhymes on rhymes coz

that
Quick Fast
Zippity zip
Tip tap
Know I'm boutta
Make it to the top
I make em stop
Like its freeze-tag
Meat in the freezer bag
Waitin till my music

never was around
At my side before
I know it was my error
Won't do that no more
Your feelings were so fake
We're done for
I'm a make it for the people
Who

One two three four
Have I ever told you what you are meaning to me?
All these countless hours make me who I wanna be
A grown up man settled in any

always have, I realised last night
Upon first sight
That's the way I like to play it
The way it's going to stay and
Although all other days
You'd make me

can't even make no solid friends)
(Now it's hard to open up again)
(And I can't even make no solid friends)
She gonna love on me
Because I probably got

down
But I'm never gonna make that mistake again
You brought me closer to who I really am
Come take my hand
I want the world to see what you mean to me

understand my pain
Maybe you do, these black balloons, I don't understand this pain
Cause I'm still tryna grow and tryna make my name in this game
Everybody,

'Cause the toxins wear you down, down, down
And I'll drop you to the ground, ground, ground
Getting all up in your head
Make you lose your mind again