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I'm a satellite three 
Two others before me 
I spend my life revolving round your sun 
I'm a satellite three 
For me there's no recovery 
I'm not in

cargo
Your lame main chick is a thot tho
I'm kinda Busch or I'm kinda Picasso
Picking up the fruit bitch gimme the box yo
I'm a smooth little kitty if you

ain't put my lips on a nasty bitch no more
Woke up wit' a sore throat
You can tell I sold dope
The bodies got no promo
Even though I'm gon' blow, they

Right now, Let’s go
Me and you, Toe to toe
So we can rock
We can roll

Now I'm gonna full up my lungs with some butane
Turn the mic into a flame
Damn!

the fight
I will climb the ancient mountain
I will find the last flicker of the light
I'm sitting on the top of Kilimanjaro
I can see a new tomorrow
I'm

name
'Til I came in with that new strap, then everything changed
Pressure came, and I overcame
Everything, but I'm still over the game
Niggas talk

I’m out of my mind
When I’m at the door, you make me wanna stay
Yeah
You can walk around that way
With that face you always make
You laugh at all

production
I feel like Rocky just crippled the Russian
Bitch I'm the sniper, the burner
The pied piper she whistle destruction
Pistol concussions, issues

bed, thinking love sucks
Na-na-na, not another breakup
When I think of you, gotta try to be tough
Na-na-na, now I'm all fucked up
Call it bad luck,

I'm so alone
Nothing feels like home
I'm so alone
Tryna find my way back home to you

I'm so alone
Nothing feels like home
I'm so alone
Tryna

gon' melt (whoa)
That girl said I'm famous now (huh?)
Back then she was like, "Oh well" (baby)

Ayy, yeah, yeah, gotta believe me
Diamonds baguettes

and that's a bet, even on B-E-T
I don't care 'bout this check, I'm living reck', I be on PCP
They know I'm that nigga for them issues, they wanna team with

Don't mind me
I'm dead asleep
I crashed on impact
Hearts so detached
Fast asleep
Saw you again
You took my hand
Off to neverland
I'm in a dream
I'm

see their blessings
Really that is the curse
Welcome to Sesame Street
I'm grouchy, I know these big birds
Shopping for newer rides
Purchase, I fly

nuit qui m’éloigne de toi
C’est la nuit bien plus forte que moi
C’est la nuit, c’est la nuit, c’est la nuit, c’est la nuit qui m’entraîne et me noie 
La

I'm more four-letter word than a Sunday prayer
More back road than a front pew
Ain't always been tight with the man upstairs
Them scriptures, I

talk, they'll say, "G, you're wildin'" (Yay Area)

Gun up in this bitch, and I'm throwin' up my set
Told 'em, "Hold the ice," there's too much water

Pour a little more in my cup tonight
I'm really gonna get fucked up
Don't press me it will be messy
You'll get shaved like a buzz cut
Because you're

Harlem world dealt me so I'm valid
Chilling in my purple palace in my Peerless skate gear
Same year I was climbing up the chart
Got bored with

don't like seeing Tecca the N9ne go

They said I'm evil
They said I'm totally demon in my cerebral
They callin' me criminal, comin' to curse

Ha
Watch is perpetual
Acres on the land just to grow a little vegetables (ay)
L-o-x, so you know my rap style's impeccable (You know)
I'm

Fuck that bitch and send her right back to you (chuck up the deuce)
been pulled the trigger, I've been that nigga
I'm with my lil' man, I'm with

Hey, remember members only
[?]
Midnight Society
Stand up, [?] a little bit
It will all be over soon

I'm out of options, stop it, aye
Might

You've got me all wrong
I'm not that guy
I'm just the singer of the song in my mind's eye
If I thought what you think
I wouldn't even be here