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to acknowledge the stereotype she came to be
Because I tried to do what's best for me, & still self-fulfilled the prophecy
These taught ways of who to be, Where I

if I do
I’ll regret so many things
You on my heart pull the strings
Anxiety what it brings
Look at death the last thing
That I say
Staring in his eyes

But when the day is done I'm left to I think
What am I to be if I do not succeed
Am I still the king I tell the streets I be
Am I more a bitch, a bum,

iridescent feelings that change on cue
Sunset is the chorus and the egg is the verse
Side by side they do a jig, baby funk a little
I'm off that paddle piddle,

cognac
And the next thing she knows,
You're sniffin' round her back
And she says:

"What do you think you're doin'?"

You say, "Come on baby.
Don't let

god died 
Now I satisfy my hunger 
By answering what I wonder 
Asking where why when and how 
Did I stem from a number 
Summer left too soon 
So I crawl

notepads jurrasic, that fly shit only , ain’t me or Swift then it’s trash bitch
I ain’t a dealer or a killer but I’m hard , tho i do prescribe bars ,

more blunts and little mo' light
Bring the camera real close while i dirty my sprite
Said this what you want, yeah this what you like

I left my old

(Yeah)
I'm rising, I'm rising
Not the best or the brightest, not even the slightest, a little uncomfortable
I can't even describe all the voices inside

know I'm charging my worth
Cause I can put any beat in it's place right under the dirt
If you don't get it going, you ain't never gon' get ahead
I feel

high stakes
911 what's the nature of your emergency
Pussy ass nigga take that stake off your plate, No Cap
Run it up I'm doing the race
Fuck a lil judge

We living dangerous
How could you not take us serious
You getting money
You gotta be kidding us
Went boys to man
You do not see no kid in us
Chasing

had
Ain't nobody quite like my dad

Because of him, I try hard to always be nice...like him, I find myself fighting sleep by Chewing ice...he taught me

miss my homie why he died for a treesh
What you lacking for bruh where the fuck your piece
You know you gotta make it home by any means
Don't know where

I'm done with this trial
Of abstinent regression
I'm so sick of my denial
Of my aching depression
Need some little white pills
So I can feel some

on Carlow
Been chased by a ghost whole time
Don't care Cuz we really good buds now
Hot tub water in my can
But I still puff
They like to rant
Let em be pissed

what to do, but
Couple weeks passed by we called it off
That's when I realized my line was crossed
I was still into you but I was feeling lost
But you

tendency to be a little bitchy when I'm on the phone
We could roll the dice and play it nice
But I'd argue that's a total waste
You and I both know what

what I want
But for now I just want you
I'm tired of the fighting
Can our lips just please collide
Make me fly
Take me higher than the sky
Uh
Pick my

straight
You showed your ass out
Nigga you a little late
Yeah
You've never seen what I've seen
Or even been where I be
The tears that I've cried
Just look

& loose like a troll
Swinging out butt nuggets, cuz he's scared to plummet
Right down a little hole
Queef of the week, so he reaps what he sows
Jeans stay

I think I'll give another week 'cause I can't take it no more
I've seen this episode on TV, yeah, I've been here before
Knock me over and I'm ready

it
You can't believe it
It's like I hit this little glitch right here
So you could you could beat it
And you could tell me what you want
Oh you could

from scars and burns
Can't hold me back from what I'm meant to be and what I'm bound to earn
If you ain't 'bout building up then wiggle on I'm 'bouta