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easy when you know it’s you 
Sick of the bottom, wanna be at the top 
What are we waiting for? I need to get out now 
Tricked you to find me, now you

I forego the sun 
To embrace the night
I start my day 
By kissing the moonlight
I walk the streets 
In solitary
With shoulders wrapped 
In melancholy

Written by, Expo1
Verse1 
Write schemes Catch you in the city while you sight seeing I ain’t talkin covid bitch when I give you 19
That man ain’t

Wick
Yeah
Got another chick know the last one is sick
Yeah
Gotta keep a couple
Know I like a pick

You can put it on your heart
If you make it ‘till

Will this life ever go anywhere?
I've been running in circles I get sick of the world
Do my eyes ever show when I'm scared?
I've been fighting my

I wish that I
I wish that I
Comfy in this mother fucking seat
I'm sick as fuck
Yea
I wish that I
I wish that I
I wish that I could pray the pain away

gonna stomp you in da head
The Church gonna make it appear like a sick leave
Just another cover up for this perv-n-fuckin' dickhead
Today not an acolyte

stomach and then grip her by the neck
When I'm on the road better watch out (Woo)
I'm swerving
I'm bending your block now
I'll smoke you like Whitney

I sometimes get noticed
She knows me when she feels sick
I'm always worried when I get picked
She is such a lonely bitch
She is more of a drunk whore

As time goes by
We hold on to a pack of lies
The story's been told so many times
But the scars remind us of life

Rude awakening as the truth hurts

be
I'm sick and tired of all these people draining all my energy
Pretending to be friends with me
Hanging around my circle
Trynna see what they can

a nigga just cant comprehend
Aint her fault, never treated right, what I intend
Sick to my stomach from the knees man I start to bend
Stuck by myself lil

As I build up the courage to stare at the sun with my bare eyes no shades I am the light's son
Contradicted by the influence and whispers

hair
Got all these sick flows to share
Nothing left to spare
'Cause we ain't playing fair
Smoke a big bone to care
Grass from the lair
Now my ass

I just lied
But I want you so bad
It's so hard to let you by
Without a "hi"
And "I love you"
"Don't go leave me for that guy"
But I don't, because I

makes me sick
Is feeding me pink when I'm bleeding blue

Despite the pain you've dealt, hate is one emotion I've never felt
The others define you by your

fear me for the mind
Greenwood, Archer, Pine
Bleeding by design
Incendiary bomb baby
Yeah
I'm the bomb baby
I'm the bomb baby
Really now?
Ain't too

I stare at the clock
But I swear that it’s off
By a year, maybe two

My stomach’s in knots
Cuz the days that I lost
Were the last of my youth

I

thing I see
Stuck in the dark, making my way only by how I feel
Lord help me please

Lord I feel sick inside
Slowly seeing less reason for me to be alive

a teen
So now I take it out at 22
I couldn't get my teen angst when I was a teen
So now I take it out on you

I'm sick of having to beg for attention
I'm

the thought of all your bags out by the door
It's time for giving up
Are you sick of being away?
Because I can't seem to shake this feeling
With your ghost in

remedy, no cure
Hopelessness consumes, and all we can do
Is bare witness as we are eaten alive
We cannot mend, what was done by fate
Only protect our future

My brother, he sick with the bricks
Other bros smoke bare bricks of it
I only take one or two hits of it
She call, I go into the thick of it
It's

deadlines but me, I'm
Achoo! Achoo! My style so ill, like Achoo!
Kemi Adetiba, I'll be making a scene cause my flow so sick like Achoo!
A A A Achoo! Achoo!