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the leaves
Get lost in your memory

(Bridge)
Saying goodbye is the hardest part
Sometimes I still feel you near
I’ll say a prayer and lift up my heart
I hope

could get jiggy jiggy (Keep it with me)

Draco on the seat and that Glock on my side
Niggas get to duckin' every time I ride by
Might pull up in the whip

often
Results in portraying of greed
I thought I was free
Behind in my standards
I could be surrounded by tweeks
Always rhetorical
Asking myself if I'm

Painfully go
Than live with nothing
Fear death is slow
My feathers ruffled
Plucked one by one
Future is muddled
Entropy flows
The blood is rushing
The manic

That's close, too close if you ask me
Got this bitch livin' lavish
How stupid can Matt be?
Now I'm back in my pad in
Front of the flat screen
Like, I hope

too much unsaid
And in case I ever go to forever let it show
When I was down-down bad and thought I wouldn't be the same
By my side you remained through

under pressure
Counter offense, counter defense
For these ops, keep counter measures
By my side
21 savage, leave this knife
Between y'all eyes
Most niggas

like lava
Check my inner chakras, phantom of the opera

Lost my way, could you help by chance, hall of fame, in my plans
Real white, not them Xans , kill

Good Will Hunting by Myself

Ludo

Ludo

Why should I watch Matt Damon cry without her at my side?
I pined as days went by, but now it's fine
‘Cause in the end, we're such close friends,

Matt DeAngelo is taking over the mic
I think I'm ready to sing
Are you ready?

I searched this nasty city piece by piece looking for you
Every

before God and man, (Aaah)
united forever that's my Fathers plan (Aah) (Matt 18:4-6) 

Oh my Lord I was searching for the love of my life (3x) I was

You ain't quote my statements (Uh un)
When you work hard you ain't
Worried about the payments (Payments)
Moved from Houston county
To ClayCo right by

Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Shawty left me broken
Yeah, she know this
Tryna remain focused
Hope she notice
I've been on my own man
Where it's

Jules Thenin he be coming
Christ-mas, No-mas, I hope you have a good one (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
But it ain't far from, my, car
Cuz it's...
But what's

unhealthy waters and make waves hey
I got Jesus on my back
Yeah he's the way the truth the life
I hope they see this in my rap
Please Holy hold the mic put

for my cash
At Open Mics, I'd rock the Grotto, with Joe, Paul, Joker and Matt
I would always have green, always on stage, alias Haze, tickled my ribs

Soma City Ward

Slash

It's Five O'Clock Somewhere

1995

(written by: Slash / Matt Sorum / E. Dover )
Skinny kid flippin' out A prissy little thing with a tan Was an outcast in the basement Tryin' anything

Hustled hard
They rooted
I would fail
Raising up
My daughter by myself
Coming from the bottom
Now we up
Used to hit the switch
And pop the trunk
Lost

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)

the other single celled
Hopin' to god that fuckin' your single sells
I'm bringin' hell, side by side with FMA

I'm the ultimate organism
I got my horns filed

sick
You can't hit back
Just gotta grow above forget about the what if's
If you question what I'm doing, you can suck on my dick
I'm the realest rapper

the current take a couple people who weren't swimmin', hope i make my way back

I've caught my wind, looking for shore
All dive in, we going overboard
Back

And I hope that they hate it
When I say I made it
I made it yeah

[Verse 1]
(Schoob Xavier)

All my life they doubted me
But they could never rival me
My

Cause even with all this drama
Though I love my family so much
If I can't watch my little cousin grow up
Sure enough

The only one I have, by my side