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Year 369 (CCCLXIX) was a common year starting on Thursday (link will display the full calendar) of the Julian calendar. At the time, it was known as the Year of the Consulship of Galates and Victor (or, less frequently, year 1122 Ab urbe condita). The denomination 369 for this year has been used since the early medieval period, when the Anno Domini calendar era became the prevalent method in Europe for naming years. more »

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Don't wanna
Okay

Don't wanna be here, f*ck this shit
Hands on the wheel, we handle it
Pumping the breaks, you got no grip
Caught you slippin', you's a bitch

All y'all owin' me
Bitch you slowin' me
Red is all I see
You never know with me
I'll Kami-kause a scene,
Honestly, f*ck society
All y'all make me want to scream
F*ck

This our destiny
We got plans you see
Write 'em down and chase th'em
Picture perfect dreams
That's our destiny
We playin' destiny
We control the scene
Feeling so elite
Segregated from the rest
A walking disease
Are we worth saving
Who could save me
You amaze me, with yo crazy , lately
Only thing that phase me
When your eyes get hazy baby
It's like the fog set in
I start to wonder when
The picture will be clear
Under the influence
Getting harder to steer
Let me make it clear
Only thing I fear
It's my own head
I can be severe, I say that my d'emons fed

Don't wanna be here, f*ck this shit
Hands on the wheel, we handle it
Pumping the breaks, you got no grip
Caught you slippin', you's a bitch

Don't wanna be here, f*ck this shit
Hands on the wheel, we handle it
Pumping the breaks, you got no grip
Caught you slippin', you's a bitch

I'm just tryin to deal
Take it day by day
And when I'm feeling dingy
I mediate to wipe away the pain
Shine just like a diamond still
All y'all smoking on distil
While I'm mining for these diamonds
Up inside this saucy kill
How I get my fill
Everyone has got a vice to help 'em deal
Fucking Christ
All my moods spin on a wheel

Not sure which one it will land on
So I keep my head on, on a swivel
Ya'll can't play me like no fiddle
You just wasting time you diddle
While I'm chillin up up on this moon
You all feeling like you stuck up in your room
With nothing else to do
But watch our dreams come true
369 We got the spoon
And this bitch is gold
All that hard work pay off, aye, yeah, yes it do

Don't wanna be here, f*ck this shit
Hands on the wheel, we handle it
Pumping the breaks, you got no grip
Caught you slippin', you's a bitch

Don't wanna be here, f*ck this shit
Hands on the wheel, we handle it
Pumping the breaks, you got no grip
Caught you slippin', you's a bitch

Don't wanna
Scream
We handle it, f*ck this shit
D'emons fed
Got no grip
Fucking Christ
You's a bitch

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