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of flights
She said imma great height and she like My flaws
Too many kids at high school
Had class in the mods
I was tryna make a hit in the studio session
I

leads to me learning my lesson
I thought he was my homie 
Turns out he a phony 
Put me in some shit and left me by my lonely
That nigga played me like i

tryna finesse the nice flows
Yuh
Yet I'm still too empty, I spent $250 on a studio session, they envy
My dick In her kidneys
I pull it out and nut on her

Yeah
Please let me be me
And if not, then let me be
Cuz I feel like the kid
Trying to find a way to live
In world where nothing’s free
I’ve been

my classical conversation
When my studio session? Fuck depression
I have a music obsession, your life is fuckin' inessential, ha
I'm live in shit so

my last if they ain't my people
This studio session might get a lil deeper
Yea, they say that I'm tweaking
At night by myself I talk to the reaper

less rigorous with mass brain calibe, studio session on board

No negativity around me
I got numbers niggas don't doubt me
I got more streams and less

at the studio, but you forgot the
Love and the soul in your session gear right, motherfuckers
Stay making all that bland shit, same damn things no wonder
Your

impressions
No you can't come to one of my studio sessions
Cause I work better off alone don't be calling up my phone
Ever since I was a yougin' I've been

drop shit
Love to the day one fans
Lost some people in the process
South By South West
Met with the Green Mitten boys
Told em we were going on tour 
Let

match up
They use to laugh and didn't thank fast now they got passed up
I'm in the 4 by 4 model X
I didn't know know it was so fast yeah
The doors go up,

Otherworldly pleasures in your presence
Possess me, these sessions in succession
By the moon exhausted drain me baby, awesome
Climax cumulus, union of like mind

Party Ya A** Off

Tha Alkaholiks

Firewater

2006

time invested in these studio sessions 
Let's get the show on the road, spot dates, award tours 
J-Ro tell these niggaz what the fuck we in it for?

this for the niggas who lost
They lives and they played hard
You ever experienced that immediate family
Limo ride through the graveyard?
Where you so

attached no hands free
Right here no brandy she’s classy
Down south we both ride
By the avenue with the lights low
I couldn’t tell you how I’m living life
Im

Mom said I could drive as long as I drove slow
That's why I'm here working at PeopleReady instead of a studio
There's a lot for me to say and you

all the time, when I be think about you
'Cause all the time be the vibe, with all your signals and clues
Every session in that studio apartment lot

Nowadays what I'm trying for
My idols and the ones I care for
Keep on dying off

Gotta keep my head and my shield up
South La living
Nighas kill you

satisfaction 
For the message in the madness
I'm losin like subtraction 
Trading happiness for sadness
This industry needs some bandage 
Pretty shallow 
Lacking

a bird's eye view
Life's a journey I rhyme through, cruising on divine routes
Energised by the Spirit, I'm bearing sublime fruits
I speak the truth in my

go and hire those bitches
Shout out my mom and my dad and anyone else who puts up with my ass
I don't fall for tricks like they're ugly, I'm shallow I

speak
Bottom feeders languish in defeat
Take the crown and place it at my feet
Now, basically you bitches is bitch-made
Mouths wide open
Finna South

let the stars above become my guide, enjoy the ride
I got my fishing rod, the wish of god is by my side
I got a compass, I have studied all the shifting

all emotion bottle up way deep down in my thought
Searching for an exorcist to free my mind and run it off
Spending time in studio, studying