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we're done for
Runnin' for our lives
Get out of the swamp
Don't get chomped by the bitey boys
Like a squeaky toy
This place reeks of oil after it spilled

belt, Dior kicks yeah I bought

They counted me out, they didn't have no faith
I had to go show em, the racks in the bank
Yeah I'm crossin em up, give

(Yeah, look)
All these issues, they start with the I
All these tissues, they start with the lies
I've been taken aback by a lack of promoting
Master

How'd you fall for her
She came out of thin air
We used to talk for forever
Thought you'd at least care
I wanna talk to ya
But her hands are running

Well if you're looking my way
You're better off just turning around
Cause there ain't nothing to see but a sad boy

If I'm lucky
Ill find your voice

broken now she has these walls
Wish I could still be there to catch you when you fall
We were like bonnie and clyde
A mix of fire and wine
Fight all day

tongue make a good girl go bad quick
They can tell by the way that I walk my walk
That a boy been match fit
Hit that pitch then whip up the hat trick,

fuck 
But she can't name me one, so I just roll it up 

I be high from when I rise to when I fall asleep 
Used to do the real drugs, now I just abuse

cause we burn it by the bushes 
I'm leanin so don't push me
You lookin like a rookie
And yeah im on that MDMA 
Fuck you say
My head underneath my hoodie
I

that shit is dead 
They say get down and then shoot 
This what they think they head 

He just a black boy 
Who really cares he dies 
She just a black

gotta fall in
Rest in heaven Nipsey cause he taught me
Ballin
Trans am
Used to hit the city and I ride benz
I can flip a blessing out of losses
All up

niggas rats wear a disguise
Riding G5 they ain’t know we could fly
Fuck boy a bitty we taking an eye
Yeah bullseye
I see red, all around
Take his head,

never gave yourself the chance to be a young fourteen
Letting boys with lambent lips to what they want inside your jeans
You'd leave your wireframes

jumped off the porch, they some boys to me
I can fall back ten years, still no touching me
And you can find me in the coupe with a bad bitch
Cause every

Confessions to rinse off my sins aye
I ain’t a shooter baby
But I can make the call
Fuck my enemigos who just praying that my body fall
You don’t know what I

in love
In love love in love ohh
In love love in love ohh
Each day I fall harder and harder for you I'm mesmerized by the things you do
You have my

ain't worried about making weight
I put out the trap
I'm just hoping that they take the bait
Fuck a hater up its only human nature
You can pray for your

by past lovers to see which one will fall
I wish we'd kept it casual
And you'd stayed a stranger that I'd never known
But I indulged
And you pulled

clothes as my tears fall
How can I survive I’m only five years old
Don’t wanna let you down so I gotta go
Guess it’s time for me to finally embrace snow

Watch how fast your life will change when it's money over hoes, yuh

I don't need no help
Imma do it by myself
Imma chase my fuckin dreams
Imma earn my

and the squirt from the store
She come back wit that and bags of the dough
Now bitch imma ball, bitch imma ball
Life like the weeknd, king of the fall
Fuck

out
I know there's no award
Always in pain but I laugh
PTSD so I anticipate the crash
Maybe if I hold on
I can grow some cash
And live so good I'll

A sword sometimes I need more than my pen
Made villains out of women that was trying to be friends
A path of destruction was becoming a trend
Let go the boy

the body count
I'm hanging by a thread
Will I ever get this right?
I'm digging for coffins to take out the bodies
So I can put myself inside
I'm always