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to get out I don't wanna live that life 
I'm time travelling through different dimensions 
I don't trust people so fuck your intentions 
I seen em chasing

repeating 

And I've seen it before
And I've seen it again
Yes, I've seen it before
Just little bits of history repeating 

Some people won't dance if they

all ah wonder seh, yo
If ah you or me or
People just fuck up from wah day, you know?
Weh y'ah deal wid?

We inseparable, me say something like dat

Get it all out!
Why do all these people wanna comment online
Live a false life now weep and cry
You say your happy
You say your fine
Now put a smile

theres fuckin' problems we be chillin'
We don’t give a fuck, they drowning sorrows
Fuck a moral, fam we turning up
And I’m just meeting people in different

All’s good and peaceful
Life flows with no resistance
People are grateful
Dogs bark keeping the distance

Strong wind is rising
Dark clouds above

much walking in the hotbox and you finna choke
Fake people flexing they just guessing don't really want no toke
Ain't never rolled no dutches no j's

or am I just trippin'
Last night I went to sleep and woke up reminiscin'
About my dead homies swear to god I fucking miss em
People always talking

a doll imma doll, ex love the sex on the call
Now my ears working, hear bitching 
Imma be passing her hardcore 
Lil broad C4 all my people 
GaGa My

You know that I’m way to fucking smooth on the beat
I like to gamble with the reaper and he always play for keeps
People dying all around and you

people all around you
Take off and you wonder
How they manage filling
Their empty shells.
Your mission doesn’t comply with feeding
Corporations
Shortchange

See I've been going through some things 
And ain't nobody really know about it 
And I ain't even gonna explain it either
Lost a lot of people

All the people from round the world
Come come now
Me have a story to tell about a young man
From the eastside of the forbidden lands
Witness his rise

a lil fed up 
Tired of people doing me wrong 
Stuck here writing this song 
Maybe it's helping 
But no matter what u still confront me
U still not

you doin

I been getting to the cake, Wyd
I be ballin on these people, Patrick Ewing
Im from the city where it be a lot of shootings
Cuz it be niggas in

the smell of your cologne
And not how you don't answer your phone
I got places to go I got people to know
Don't you want to be there for my shows
I know that

and I don't got a fuckin' dime
Made it clear so I gotta watch with the time
Clap back on the people who be talkin' shit 
I ain't tryna start beef, so I'll

People acting concern my nigga you nosey 
Tell me my date of birth if you know me
I aint speaking ah

It get deep it get deeper then deeper 
It get deep it

myself cause I just wasn’t sure
Back on a vibe and I’m ready for more
And these people keep asking what I have in store
Just wait
Still underestimated

of different when I see you right
And you can see my light
And we do what we do and thats a simple fact
People asking what we do and they don't need to chat

the brain
Give me the chain
She say she want me but don't know my name
Man how many people gonna throw me down
But when I bounce up they gonna fuck around
So

I hit the high note, leave you on a side note
People pay money just to know whatever I know
Message to my haters, Oh wait I don't have one
Hate

just roll it up when I need the pack
I just face it, I don't need a mask, I be racing fast like I need to dash
People rapping I be overlapping them,

then death takes place
You know He’s consumed
His body gets stiff all in the midst of the drama
People hide in their homes so cautious they wanna
Cry