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just a fact
But as the days go by, I start to see
That maybe this lifestyle ain't for me

Tinder nights, motel lights, ain't nothin' slow
Livin' fast,

my foundation on a rock that's solid
That's important and fundament

Demons know me by my government
But they can't touch me in under the covenant
I'm

As a kid I used to dream about,
Living in NYC whippin a jeep around.
In that same dream, me and Preem had a single out.
And me and Chi Ali were out

Em' Up and we
Add Em' Up and we Add Em' Up and we
Add Em' Up and we Add Em' Up and we
INSMNC hit me with this had to get up on this
Addition by

Let me get comfortable in this bitch, let me put my chair back
Talk to 'em
Start my day with fruit and a light jog
Clean the crib, vacuum my rug

matter
Smokin' moon rocks got me higher than Saturn lately

Maybe
Hold up
Id never disappoint you, they don't feel your pain the way that I do
I do, I do,

gettin pussy.
Ladies gettin better by the minute.
Better make me Player one cause you now imma win it.
I get it.
I got a green eye for a pint of Guiness.

Look at me I'm a country rapper
Driving down the interstate backwards
Bumping that dude that resembles fat bastard
This music shit ain't what you

Tell me something you haven't done
Tell me something you haven't been
I know people adore you so
Because you tell us every day
We're so amazed by your

love with that cake sound

Bitch dubbed me back in the day now she tryna say a hey now

I don't rap about no gang shit I rap about a 100 thou

Everything

the smoke the most while my back turned like second hand
Keep myself composed nothing special bout it I'm just a man
But why they gotta be so emotional I

Im getting back to my old self wit better ways
I keep a charm on my neck simply for better days
I can't ever let em get to my alignment
Cuz they gon'

hack,
Even read the paper from front to back
Headlines, deadlines, set in rock,
Had to be ready by six o'clock

It was the news,
Nothing more important

convert to hoop
Sharpshooter with this lyrical pistol I com-Pete
And forever dish out the rock if it ain't for me
Master these pieces so much these bitches

feels like I'm home

Now I'm back on the train with my hat and guitar
Pretending like I'm some rock n roll star
And I might not get there, but at least I

amenities
Shake hands with obsenities
By shakin' hands with me

The ticking clock knocks at your door
& says...

You're rectified turpentine
Won't suffice for

does my brain
Why does my brain work this way

Wait reverse this hearse
And take my verse out it
Take the old me's wrongs
And make a song 'bout it
"Well

I'm a rockstar, baby, need no help
I-I'm a rockstar, baby yeah, I do not need no help
If I go crazy with my niggas, I can do it by myself
Bust down

And I got racks, you know
The trap, it's Jumping Sit back, watch it do numbers
You can try run up I want you Brand new load, coming in by bundles
Don't

shots, now his titi cryin', it's a fish fry
Me and Certi' dumpin' out the window, let us get by
On the road, doin' shows, fuck hoes, get high 
(Huh,

the forest when it blisters
Lose your understanding of the time
Find another way to make me happy
I would never leave a rock unturned
I don't wanna go back

the air solid as rock hard to pass up
Juani grabbed her by the hands
Eyes focused on her as we started to dance

Its far out the magnitude of romance that

me,
Shhh got mine by the thot know he sped,
If he jacking the Choo then we rock him to bed,
I f**k wit my Reys we making a mess,
And if he keep

of my business what they did
When I'm confused and lost I hold a shiny rock in my hand
Like it's got the answers, and I swear
By magic or placebo it