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How many more songs do I gotta write
How many more swings til' we're in the fight
How many more times do I gotta say how many for you to realize
How

hit with the shottie 
Like what's in yo wallet
Hit the shoe box to drop a deposit 

Young trapper mane 
Learn the game 
From rubber band man
From

that I desire man I know its mine, I just gotta keep the grind
I'm from the north side... seen some shit
Had me mortified, cant forget
I put in

time the moon is blue
I just pray I'm sick enough to be that artist who's like the flu
So when you catch my drift it might just change you
The place I'm

shii to rap bout 
Now 
I'm like fuck it they get what they get 
Only way I won't release 
If my verse weak 
I'm not defined by the sales you see 
Defined

Vicious musicians, keeping songs classic
We're writing hits for the ears of the rap addicts
Flipping the scripts cause I'm just the freshest
Have you

at the same time
If you met a man and you let him hit on the first date now yo ass is sick
Talking about you weeks late, got more then 2 kids
By all different

See the photos of him do the math
Lil Jerry blue eyes with his lips looking flat
Straight hair on him man all these lies really whack!
(Oh!)
Tryna kill

to turn up some more
Try'na go digging been dreaming bout gold
Hop on that stage I don’t dance I'ma flow
Now I’m jumpin' I’m feelin' this song in my soul

be so cold
Sang the song of the fairy man
Not even a mountain of gold could bring him back to your yearning arms

all the time, you're really the only thing
But you already knew that, by every song that I sing
My new relationships don't work out, so I cling to old

friends and it's Friday night lets go ham
You got that blue dress on I'm sippin' on petrone and the DJ is playing our song
And your body is shaped like

flying by
Yellow sun and light blue skies
In the mall just bought new kicks
With my girl watching chick flics
All she want to do is Netflix
Spending all

I'm a no good motherfucker
Feeling so depressed

Case of the blues
Always aim then I shoot
I don't wanna miss a chance
That I got to advance

Up

bigger things
I'll be the one to let you know you're brighter than the sun
More beautiful than any girl I've seen where I'm from
By any girl ever, anywhere

a spastic-ass crack-addict claiming to take his last hit
Your blue balls fit firmly in the cock-pit, of all your dog-shit bought by the public

But not me bitch

I know that I dont wanna go slow
Nah
Dont wanna go slow 
Nah
Dont wanna go slow
Nah
Nah
Nah
Open the door
Gimme some more
Man I cant wait to be not so

As I walk down the highway all I do is sing this song,
And a train that's passin' my way helps the rhythm move along.
There is no doubt about

the blue, umbrella sky,
?One soft event?, a pappa man, one day it called to you,
I lost you, I lost you to the summerwind.

Young wind, and the well aware,

the blues for another song
Had to cut the ends loose, I was tripping on em
Nah I ain't stressing swear it's all gravy
Walking on air with the swoosh baby
Dumb

death tolls
Laughter, love ones embrace
Bloodied nose and sunken face
Stomach cramps sing their songs
Juggling both hands with right and wrongs

Now we

bringing up behemoths
Babble mouth arenas
We only fight fair when its summer time
Heat melted ice box
Heart locked
In the daily news
Weather man blues
Season

completed person
But the pussy had you broken can't be fixed by any surgeon

Shawty bring in back come and touch them toes
Shawty know she bed she ain't got

road
I’m thinking that these boys pretending
If I lied in any songs than come and kill me bitch that’s sinning
Brownskin bitch she crack cards
And go