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high just like a dove
She always know wassup
We always turning up
I met her at the club
The drugs can make you numb
This gas blow out your lungs
5 rings

Out here on the road 
Surrounded by my friends
It's so nice to be here tonight
Once again
And when you take the stage
You've got to give it all you

the verses by reversing the curses 
Selling out god but won't be returning the purchase 
On the beat I am a surgeon 
Spitting my songs while you been slurping

an honest face
Take me to promised place
Let me melt in your oven(M) brace 
I am amazed by the way you grace
Your fragrance may be the best I've taste
You

of the sky 
Do you see stars?
I wonder if I'm born to die
'Cause life is hard
I'll maybe crap out with a green pipe
Wish that I was left handed 
'Cause I ain't

me make it easy 
I'm going take all that negativity and get uneasy
They call me crazy
Where have you been lately? 
Not much phase me
I could care less

done came up through the dirt
See me wiggle through the ditch
They was sleeping on my music
Now they all YouTubing it
I just might pull out my Glock

you'll find a better one
Go ahead you think that you'll find better but you won't 

Yeah we Been through alot 
But I'm Done with it all
I gotta go out

Intimidated by possibilities, I feel defenseless
Put up Fences
I gotta get the fuck up out here
Obviously a state of mind, regardless, there's a drought here,

goes 
You'll miss out on the rivers certain permanence of flow 
Slow and steady truth'll find you when you're ready
Clean your room make your bedding

was stupid
So I escaped into the rhythm of my music
And looking back it's obvious now that I'd be an addict
Anything I could find to make my memory

right
Few nights on chilling out the back vibes
Set with some music we kept with the tunes with
A little rum and coke great weed and we'd chat like
We

Help me I feel so numb oh what have
I become oh God I feel so numb oh what have I become

Its getting hard to tell friend from foe in music
I open up

months and matter fact just got a new one
My blocked list is getting longer, got no time for you phonies
Go to school and make espresso, music, sheep while

still got doubt, hey

I thought y'all seen my success 
I thought y'all heard when I yelled out Lil Vulx is the best 
I thought y'all was blinded by my

Honestly
But fuck it let's keep it going
We're almost done

Alright, Look
I guess it's hard to make things right
When you left
Disappear I'm in my shell
Like

shades well cover my eyes
But how me move me can’t cover my high
Party tun ova
Music well high
Even tho she got a man
Baby come and say hi
Baby come close

times I have been told I can't make music
Because maybe I can't read a couple chords or maybe 
Because I don't even know the names of chords but
I'm

stove we was rollin in the dark
Since a youngan I could tell that I would always play it smart
Had my mama thinkin first that I would never make it far

out
You call me and I come a-runnin'
I turn the music on - I bring the fun in
Now where partying - that's what it's all about
'Cause i know what you

that my music is put out sounding sublime 
And to pay for this apartment 
These utilities a crime 

I don't know how niggas do this everyday for they

her smile
Damn look at them thighs 
I'll Make this honey mine
She says she's from Boston
In town just to party
Weekend barely started
Skinny dippin' in

just how eloquent
You turn your head and who knows where it went?
Misunderstood by you to what extent?
When all i want from you is your consent

Makes me

surpass my peers that’s a fact
In contrast with all I’m a blasts
Build a vast fan base make it last
No one hit wonders we gon do the dash
In the studio with