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I wonder what you're up to
Cause you blocked me on the internet
Maybe it's better that I don't look now
Maybe in another life
There's a version where

your love
She just want your green
I stopped showing love
It only brings you pain
Give a girl your heart and she'll aim for brain
Might make you wanna

bridges I leave them for you to walk across
So make your sign of the cross
Before you come gunnin for me 
Jesus Christ  I’m worse then the devil you made me

Thumbing through money, the day getting sunny
But I gotta listen, to foolish reports
Before you wanna, come at me about it
Better make sure, it's a reliable

I really think not the best idea
Tears will fall like waterfalls in an endless void
I wanna see how many times they will fain caring
Understand I

out I'm trying to
Grab her screaming "Sarah please
You said you loved me I thought
You would be there for me"
I lift the bullshit then
Hopsin makes

Sometimes I get caught up tryna make things perfect
Cause you deserve it
Time feels so urgent in this current version of existence
Between the both of us, I

What’s ya sign
By the end of the night
I’m tryna make u mine


There she go
There she go
This is so
This is slow
Meet me for
The love in the club
For

Pass the gulder
I'm the smoother
Version of the last guy
You can check your archive
On the road to riches you can't miss me with how I drive
They

me off my feet I'd call an audible
Cuz I could never find the one for me man that's impossible
I would rather kick it by my lonely 'cuz that's all I

hit by Houston friends like "Do you remember me?"
Some version, I guess
(Dude, oh my god, just, just fuckin')
Tell me what you want about your brand,

that you takin
Why you tryin' to copy all of my moves
If you just pay attention to me
Instead of tryin' to switch up on me

You would know that I get

time
To my enemies, I done had worse times
Nigga, it's work time
Put a pussy nigga in the dirt time
Really don't wanna see me work, son
- pull back

don't get a dime
A real freak with a capital F
When he act right, I feed him, call me a chef
Stand up all my bad bitches
Throw that ass in a circle if you

don't make a sound

It's your boy Lace you know how I do
I vow to be the dick so the beat's waifu
I get wrapped up then I rap hard
I'm a raptor that spits

you
Couldn't have said it better
So until my last day I'm a be working on forever
If you love me spell it out, don't abbreviate it
In my best Tupac

've done wrong by me
I ain't on but I can't stand actors
Trust me you don't wanna back this beef

I ain't been an adult too long
But long time, see I've been

a better version for my babies yeah

Ain't nobody gonna fuck me  put me underground
I'm not close to done doing what I came her to do now
What you say now

sometimes be relentless
Makes you second guess directions and address your own intentions
I'm growing as a person trying to find a better version
Trying

find the city of the truth
I've been poor blind and naked don't know how to repent on knees about mistakes once again
Knowing if I wanna make it out I

listen to me, father

Battling the customs made
Don't cuss if you made
A choice
Shit's about to constipate
When you're custom made
Battling the customs

the things that you've done
Let me switch the flow, let me switch the beat
Leave me by my own, just me and my things
I think that I'm grown, but I'm just a kid

know I'm soul searching, birth a whole version
Of me inside a mirror universe of no purpose
Mmm does that make you wanna stay, and live today
And try

a million people know this shit by heart and sing it loud
Don't matter if you're behind me or standing right in front of me
Fuck you to my father for the shit