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and then, I lapse in judgment tryna
Find my grasp, the touch ain't much
But all I have is love
That keeps me crawling back
I've dug my grave, i fall
In black,

you
Don't want nobody touching you when I
Can't get in touch with you
Tell me what I need to know
Don't wanna hear what's up with you
This what happens

And it's alright, yeah its enough 
Soul agreement, the queen of cups
No overflow, not too much, don't need more, more than enough
Receive it with these

this body? Oh

But if my childhood me
Would bear a grudge
For the man I grew up to be
Kill him, he knows too much

This is wyrmlands (wyrmlands)

take me as a joke
She said she wanna touch me, I'm like no
Can't fuck with you 'cause you too broke
G2 instruments go blow
He just a lil' man, he not my

aching
Year 11 fought depression popping
Pills inside my lessons
Yes I smile but I was stressing
Music's such a blessing so much spare time
I put that

meals 

We out here trying eat 

Dollar, Dollar, Dollar bills

Gave her back to the streets 

You beg too much Ma you gotta chill 


I was on my Grizzly

cs she lives and breathes those two will always be pod n' pea
You can tell by the way ee looks at ‘er through his mince pies ‘ow much ee luvs his

Born with thick skin aint too much that can fade us
Ya feelings stay hurt like cnthony Davis
More envy with increased status
Developed better habits

care who's on your playlist    
Or who's your favourite
Don't talk too much when I'm faded 
Twist up your faces
Yeah we're live there's no replacements

I'd rather have honesty
Is that too much to ask
Whatever this is, I'm tryna make it last
How you gon' front with an ass like that
Ice ice, baby, oh I

slowly
Feels like I'm barely gettin' by
I feel like I'm out of touch
I feel like I think too much
I feel like I'm half alive
Runnin' in and out

more money appear
Thinking about paper too much
Origami with the bills that I touch
But I crave for more like a hunch
Crutch from inheritance coming in

really dat, really dat  
 
VERSE
(Ehhem)
I don’t gotta do too much 
One smile got him tryna play some 2 hand touch
All on my boobs and Butt 
Just left a 2

balance
To first manage whatever 
Earth challenges man it's cool
Imma swing by and make my cup touch full, eh

Make mine a Late Night
Straight no chaser

I've been thinking too much
Not living enough
Vidid dreams chiseled in my sight
I'm picking up
Positive vibe rate
Hideous mindstate
Cleaning up my

the gentleness of your touch?
Knowing I got someone else at home who needs me just as much
And are you wrong to give your love to a married man?
And am I wrong for

treasure
We built up a whole new home that's better
Than the one we fled from
We've been tested by so much
But at the end of it all home is your touch
To my

what you like
So I can give you some moree
Astalavista, we ga touch
No miss yarn
Too much bags
But fishers no fish am
Oya wait.
Money no be problem

Though he don't even know you
You know he's gonna show you
What to think and who you gonna pay 
The man is out of touch 
But you know he's got too

off of you
You'd be like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much"
This heartache

This heartache is all I've gotten
Your lips look so naked
So naked

Smile on your face, gonna make me catch feelings
Lying on my back with you, staring at the ceiling
Dancing in the moonlight, your touch is so appealing

as a problem
That's a problem
Now he doesn't know what to do
Out of touch, leaving town
Every weekend or two
Thinking money maybe buy us
All the happiness too

the honest say
Some good people spend too much time
Inside they head try'na contemplate
They never get in touch with they soul
Never feel that one