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homie's in the alley on the weekends
No fake friends but a handful are imaginary
All of them are down as fuck
See yo crew is the contrary
Airy like

to show me a sign and he had showed me
Ever since then
I been writing by my lonely
I never been the type to feel I need a lot of homies
I got a few that's

uh)
Fuck yo acres and a mule, I need the world wit interest too (uh, uh)
Before I cummerbund my sums and waste it gettin comfortable
See I held down my

on the Ouija board still
By the main hall as before
Spirit show me where you are
We in touch with a dark lord
Threatening my girldom
Albert for sure

paying that G.W. toll
The only life I know
Me and big sis playin in snow
Where did them good times go
Cause lately when I look on the mirror I don't see me

don't have a castle but I have my throne
So where I plants my seeds, they must grow 

Bridge:
But as soon as the sun come in
Watch and see the slaves them

longer
Its just a fucking game i wont play i dont bother
Just gotta clear the haze out my way till i'm over it 
Cost em too much to be around me 
(Yo where

core by any means necessary I can’t take a fall this a war what we been waiting on guarantee success from the patriarch light the spark smoke come

throw thoughts in the air 
...hope im the gossip of the Angels
The results I’ll see them later 
Little bo peep it gets frustrating 
Where I go I got

Oh, wait
The type to make you sick
Flashing under street lights, repping where I live
Talking about the O-town, rolling with my clique

Late night

gone need a couple napkins.
Cuz when I drop these drawls, She eat this dick like she yo been fasting. 
And this flavors ever lasting, so I doubt she’s

M – Yo Bug, 

B – What up Mug

M – I’m tired of these fake ass cats

M – Trying to steal our flow

M – Take our dough 

B – They don’t know where

nadie se puede confiar 
Y que la venganza no te cura pero fuck it se siente brutal 

Henny pour it up
Where u from what’s ya set nigga throw it up
Una

die so don't look down when things ain't looking up
But yo I'm stuck inside the middle where there is no love
For 20 something's, feel like nothing can

Ain't a test i won't take 
Trust i'm blessed by the way 
Whats the talk of the town? 
Talking lil baby brown
Get my name out yo sight
Get that shit

get up
Please baby get up yo c'mon baby get up
I'll call Nine-One-One 'cause I pray you don't get zipped up
Then I swear that we'll get fixed up like I

Winter snow and gyms closed got big when I was lean
Got the whip headed south Tampa where to be
My cousins welcome shout out to all the three
Grandparents,

of recording, I am just UNC’ing
Confused by underestimaters, really? you don’t see it? 

Now Let it build it again
I want a life with lots of joy, that is filled

thought I was rich 
Work hard play hard yeah that might be true 
What work do you actually do 
It's evident when a man steps in the booth 

Yo 
Let me make

cy yo' this cat named Joseph, owes us a whole duffel bag stuffed with that doja gas, 
8 elbows and some oz's of hash
He was supposed to go transpose

We are transformed[00:20.38]From where we sat on ashes and dust to sitting in Heavenly places yeah[00:27.30]So far above the forces tryna pull us

some things
Where I told myself
Yo this isn't right
I never listened to that part of me
And partially I broke my own heart
When I died in vain
Those

need no bitch more than she need me
Take a trip to Sarasota, styrofoam inside the soda
My pistol get hot like where I'm from
Yo shit cold on Minnesota

On the submarine
On the submarine, On the submarine, On the submarine
Feeling like a lobster in the ocean
Red body yo Tayko know the notion
Yeah Yeah
Swimming' in