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money but we still cleaned it
Buddy aint rock with us so he still leanin'
Cash squad or no squad and I still mean it
If he my brother, he my brother 
Know

am hurt in my feelings
I just hope you'll be fine baby

This is my first ever song that going to be hard for me to say
She feels like everything is

These problems that im jugglin
Are gunna be the death of me
And not to mention family
I had a fuckin sister that was stabbed oth brother
Raised by

no booth, but I didn’t stop, I had to find a way
I also credit my brother for my first mixtape
The pic I used for the cover – he was behind the cam’

We had no booth, but I didn’t stop, I had to find a way
I also credit my brother for my first mixtape
The pic I used for the cover, he was behind

this season
Got a five star meaning
And I'm living by that shit
Fuck fake friends, why they always on my dick?
Never even cared when I'm feeling down

Chamberlain how I post by my goals
I'm in the paint a lot
Still seeing if you can't deny
If these feelings for you were true
And got my friends all calling me

the gang, but I just wish that you'd seen it
I can't accept that you're gone, or the grief that I'm feeling
I prayed to God for answers but he still won't

some time you're still lacking
I'm in the club im relaxing
Rocking gucci it's the fashion
Brothers tryna give me advice like i ain't nice act like i

Davis Absolute the Body

You see they judge me by the
Words I won't exchange with dummies
I would never give the pearls to swine
Now they try to take

We up
I can't ever fumble on a bag like my name Carson
I just step up in the booth and start committing lotta arson
Yeah I'm riding fishbowl you

I got lit in booth
Drop the top, Raise the roof
I've been feeling a 1000 feet high
Remember when momma was telling me shut up
Cause of the things that

my friends 'cause it's just how we were made
And with every passing day life is feeling great
Sippin' warm Baja Blast even God knows I fucking ate

three, then I blew steam
In my True jeans and my two-three's, whoo
This way too lit, got me ten does down in the booth
Spit a round in the booth, I
Shout

County hit 

Yeah I'm feeling like I'm sam cuz I'm bailing on the court 
I don't fear nobody but I only fear the Lord 
And I know brothers from the south

they catch feelings
Cause they can’t see 
Why I’m so hot but I be chilling 
Real shit
My brother taught me how to fill a clip
My momma taught I can be

Hey Al, you know I gave them folks no chorus, right
I don't think they was just feeling me all the way through
So this is what I'mma do
I'mma call

I been feeling pain all my life I still ain't heal I'm sorry
These wounds run deep and I know that I'm forever scarred
I just pray that by the end I

out my mind fuck ya' fine still shine love mine
Ya, feeling sublime, uh uh check the time time time time

Yeah - that's it - it's about fuckin' time I

to dying
Don't spare no feelings I just give you the truth
Give me some headphones and leave me in the booth
With a ride or die from the hood always got that

brother comes by
But I know he's cried
I tell him I've tried, and I try
But he still suffered inside

So, I know in time that I see
No guarantee, but I'm

sipping by the two
Feel like I could never lose
Maybe I do
Maybe I'm better inside of this booth
I'm feeling a godly a nigga gon shoot
Walking all sloppy

on the curb wit his nose snotty
I grew up inda streets where it get hetic
Keep my brother close to me because he reckless
When i was down you treated me just

Yeah I really want my momma
Yes I'm thankful for all the other
But the one I share wit my brother
Still wouldn't trade her for nothing
And I really