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giving goodbyes
Until I'm out
Slowly swallowed by static
Headlights drowned out by the dark
Nobody changed a thing
We're just getting farther apart
I think

Wanna know why I ran to
Beautiful boys
No talking
Just beautiful boys
Boys

50 boys “ah” in a row
Paradise is nothing pure
Tell the world l'm a available

Come on!

You gotta get up pretty early in the morning
Babe
If you think you can just up and out-slick me
Cause I've been fooled by the best
BS-ed by

yeah
Live on camera, ain't no privacy
(No privacy) and every day is up and down
I stay on private jets (yeah)
Been walking 'round like a
Zombie,

by the lord

I'm tired of all of your shit
Not retired as long I exist
Bitches should know I'm writing a list
There ain't no love, that's a Judas kiss

I know my memory ain't that good I've been in A  couple of motorcycle accidents
Hit by an eighteen wheeler
Died you know I am bragging I'm just

them for granted
One day they may tell you that it's too little, too late

No matter how long that it takes
I know I've come a long way
And just when I

a flight day, no matter the time of day
Need a quick fix baby hold up
When I get there, we can roll up
Get high today and fly away
She hit gold, it was me

what you say 
Cuz it always gets back to me
They had they hand out
I told em no and they went
Turn they back on me
He on the stand now 
He not gangster

you know, he we will disappear
Fuck playing fair
Bitch I have no fear
Let them thirties, forties, fifties
Rip in the air
Even though, I fear no evil

I'm drop like 50 
On a walk up 
A o.p.p.  got hit in his top 
That shit like c.o.d. 
Feet open door and I don't 
Need no key I don't see no cheese

Boy watch who you talk to
Get you chalked up with a 50 shot
Niggas in they feelings bout a bitch and I ain't feeling that
If it's any issue we gone pull

I see hell on this earth
I see hell in my mind
Smoking loud I’ll be fine
Ain’t no promises in this life
Glock on my waist
I ain’t taking chances
They

some real shit
It's some real shit
There's no pick
Time moves quick with you
When I'm rapping, making music
All I think about is you
Because of you I

cuz Global Sem selling out shows

Run it past me
Give me the bag please
I just went and spent bout fifty 
On coupe with no keys
Honda gang we smoking

she keeps pressing Ima to scrape her
Then it's right back to the music cuz she ain't doing me no favors
Cuz it cost to be the boss
An I got pay stubs

thousand in 1's stuffed in the trunk
Flew my side bitch to miami got her titties done
Ion scrap drac on me this ain't no one on one
But off that I fucked my

the pot
Now the nigga name got etched
She got tattoos of crosses now?
Jesus branded my bitch
Ain’t no commitment, right from the jump
I got tens, explode

just drew the line and then I crossed it

Got the beam
With the gleam
Murder scene
With the team
Got the steam
Make you scream
Oh no no
Yeah my pockets

50 where the time gone
My granny been gone for bout 7 years
For her I just shed bout 7 tears
That put stuff all in perspective
Life ain’t no school

Grammaton! Cleric
Tetragrammaton, know who he is?
Gave us his son I wear it like a merit
Still I commit so many sins
Ain't no preacher teacher

no, oh no
Runnin' up these numbers, 50 bands for a show
Hit up Johnny Dang, all my diamonds yea they froze
You know you my shawty, I ain't fuckin with

doing circles Ain't no squares in my circle 
Nah
I had to circle the block Rubber band circle the gwap Icicles they circle the watch
Drop a circle in

a tour
Whos trippin with us
Imma do him dirty well of course
Them glizzys with us
And I got like fifty in it boy
No gettin wit us
I could promise that that