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I've been tryin be acceptant
Of love but I'm not use to it
I could of swore
I wrote it in blood under the crusfic
Even if my intentions where good

My ex came and said Amy babe
Come on back to my place
I looked at the bar and saw how far
Ten pound won't get me
So I said yeah, God bless I guess

get ignored
But I need Porsche I can put in sport
So I can take the top off like a headless horse
Birkenstocks with some Nike socks
Bullet holes I don't

bursts
And so here I am to announce my resignation
Thank you kindly, my lady, and good night

coupe
Stick in the backada coupe
Ride round young nigga shoot
Stick in the backada coupe
Stick in the back on a drill
Boy you done went too far in

Love when it comes without a warning
Everyone is unrewarding
So far away from Good and Evil
They had been possessed by devils
I didn't know what they

Do you know
What it feels like
To have no one
All alone
In the night sky
Alone in this cold world
You said I wasn't good enough
Because he gave you

tomorrow
Wells Fargo
Well as far as I go
I'm a sharpshooter
I knew that joe
You wouldn't knew what to do with me
Even If you had me
What only makes you

Been so far, getting closer

Heat is burning but I'm still learning to cope
H20 was drowning but since I've learned to float
Live for ups and downs

these others think
Tryna meet new people, good and evil
So I can make a change
I'm tired of small cliques and circles
Tryna be well-rounded cuz when they

and that shit gonna hit
Bitch I'm too good and I'm too far ahead
I'm way to high I might jump off the ledge
I'm on the edge I might jump off the ledge
I make

Begrudgingly own complications
Indulgence prone to take us back that far
Already know what you have to hide
It's how you own grass on either side

Lemme grab my whip
Ima bend that corner
Ima
Don't need a down ass
Need a real ass
You too bad to be good
Somehow misunderstood
Hey miseducation

pose
So I won't like that post, I'll scroll past those
Gotta stand strong young fellas no foldin'
"Hey bro how doin' this week?"
"Not good or bad I'm

Give me a good reason
I need to know your secrets
The games we play I had enough
Intoxicating energy
I'm relapsing and your killing me
I think we let

you so far
Mozart never tickled this many keys
And your favorite emcees ain't who they claim to be
The cat's out the bag, whoops! Shame on me
I don't

for the day
You're a fake celeb
And so are you
You spend all your money on your Gucci shoes
But ya probably right
Just spent this unemployment

it too
I want it all, don't wanna choose
Slurp it up baby call it good soup
Try me you gon' end up on the news
So tell me what you gonna do
Okay who

res
Urrect look how far I came from the south
These bitches got good cardio the way they run their fuckin mouth
Gave myself a couple goals
Didn't do

didnt think I would be here this long yakno
God is good my old heads gone love this
Hahaha I changed for the better yakno
Religiously hung out with bad

There's a place that's open six hours a day
No shirt, no shoes well that's the only way
So you better swim good or find you a boat
Wade on in

I'm going to make time for her though
I got a job you know
And I'm really good at it bro

People waiting on me
Got to give me time
Just got to wait

hard when they try to judge you
Get it out of your head
You just gotta wake up
Forget all the fake love
It's so hard to get it out my mind
Don't go far

immature insecure about all the shit I've been through
But I'm just smoking so good what the fuck
Staying home alone in solitude
Man I gotta fucked up