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feels like it's obscured
I sure have aged but not matured
Ten years later and I'm still affected by this day
I wrote this song way too late
Can't try

for you
Haven't in the past but I'd try for you
Give me all you got baby I I I
Sipping gin and juice
Girl I know your type
Know you want it too
See it

Don't want obligations
Keeping my mind vacant
Angst levels got to low
Days went by time will fly
But the mentality has to stay the same

Everyday

night
Singing sad songs
Cause you don't treat me right
I won't be there
I don't need you by my side

I don't wanna break down
Just to crawl right back

and a Porsche by the lakeshore
All paid for it's what I'm made for

Riding on my skateboard
Tryna make more
Like a bank job tryna take score
Need a house

When I'm getting high
If you aint fam then
Don't you call me
I'm just getting by
And its okay if
You don't check on me
When I'm getting high
If you

you notice
I thought you'd notice
You didn't notice by now

If we try to
Know when we're lied to
They couldn't lie to us all

But if you notice
I

as Shook
I was fuckin crazy should have done it by the book
Instead of sticking to the plan
I grabbed the handle of the pan
Played with fire on my hand

I cannot fuck with these niggas, I know you niggas be flaw, I cannot fuck with these niggas
They don’t abide by the law
I cannot fuck with these

through it all
Do you think that I could stay by your side?
But through it all
Do you think that I could stay by your side?
But through it all
Do you think

be goodbye
But I don't even try

If I were any kind of cowboy I'd be long gone by now
If I were Jesse James, girl you'd never run me down
I'd Tip my

terrified
And every night when I close my eyes
I'm terrified, I'm terrified
Wake me up
I don't wanna feel like this
Im paralyzed by the shackles around my

make a sound
Choppa gon' sing like a hook
I don't be judging by looks
Gang do not go by the book
Fuck with the crew and your life will get took

Cop

right by the pool
In the club call her crazy shake it coo coo
Sour bitch no lemons call her lulu
Playboi I’m not Carti or fucking Hugh
Down in SD knockin

Driving all by myself
Wondering where the days go
Pieces all on the shelf
Of something that I never may show
And I know
The way it seems
And I know

alone
I'm by myself
I cannot hold
This pain I've held
I'm all alone
I'm by myself
And I'm just here
Alone
I'm so lonely
Here in my thoughts
And you don't

look like a track team
Keep the fy when ya slide niggas petty
Judging by my mink coat niggas dead beef
Judging by my bank roll niggas paid me
I'll never

I keep the flame on me
I got the gang on me
By myself keep that thing on me
How the fuck could you change on me?
   
They flipped like a whopper
But

Bad with connection no breezeway (Uh)
Life pass you by like a freeway
Bad with connections no breezeway
Life pass you by
When you just try to survive

ey, Every soul gotta' glow that (Yeah yeah) only Jesus fulfilled
Yeah ey, Don't walk away from such love
Yeah yeah, I can tell that you been hurt by

beneath you we getting fed up
Fed up we eating we getting fed up
If you got caught by them people you'd prolly fed up
Fed up we eating we getting fed up
If

future
To be worried about the past
You gon be in the rearview
By the time you want me back
Made your move
Now that you made it
Know there ain't no coming

Each created by a soul, unkept
Begging for some form of relief
To clean the filth kept underneath
Hidden
Hidden from the outside world
Hidden
Hidden from

I can't get by
In the night time
Lookin for you ispy
Through my little eyes
I guess I'm alright
I guess that I'm fine
Searching like it's ispy
But