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me wrong 
I talk about it in these songs 
I get fried and walk alone 
You ain't never lost a homie 
For nothing just to be on 
And try to come back

to calm down go off
Oh boy! What do we have here?, all these Goodies
Sip and smoke and livin' life like we should be 
Indeed, this track bangs, like Embiid

sip
Chug it, good shit
Going super crazy on a spaceship
Fucking sexy lady gave me four lips
Treat my bitches like chickens I keep em in coupes
You know

chasin'
Now I live by Chase
Gettin' face
We ain't datin'
Oh that's yo girl
That's not what she sayin'

Ima just thank
Ima just thank
All of my dogs, here

gon crack a lot
Keep it 360 they micro soft in a box
Imma be honest we came from the hard knock
Came from a time you talk shit catch a hard rock

that would it just be a slap in the face
Come on Fackie cut to the chase
You don't look like you can rap
Wait a minute I did just that
But now I'm here

your away I be missing your face 
For the good bad and in between ay
I love the way you match my energy ay
The shoulder I been leaning on 
Only I thing I

come back for me
But I'm learnin'
But can't nobody tell me why
I can't be learning by your side
But I can't bear to forget you
Can't tell these other

that crossbreed new shit
Ultimate Flight O
You didn't get it 
But you can still hit it 
UFO
I'll be your prototype 
I know you in love again 
Lady by day

the formalities.
Split a Lyft to Tavern, Wood
Good wood hidden in my Balmain trousers
Astounding. Stared at me like I'm wilding
Conversed with dialect of a woman

to order
Remember when you could go to Taco Bell without being chased by a homeless fiend
Oh baby, my love for you is so fucking great
Taco Bell you actually

than me
But the ladies from the church said, they might stop by
I brought you this picture, ahh, mama don't cry
Let's play cards and watch the news

to the UFC fight 
Then i come home and i turn on the light 
Take out the pocket the bill of the night 
This can't be! let me put on the glass!
OH MY GOD! 

Ida

Lady those curves are making me crazy
I wanna take you home, maybe
And that coochie
Lookin as good as a gucci bag
No brag, i'll take you back to my crib

lying in maybe a hammock with sheets
Game genies and luck don't give a fuck when battling this genius
I may be lacking in hits, but you were born by

Can't even fuck with y'all goofies, nah, y'all be lame
I been good all by myself, just stay in your lane
Ay
I'm the trendin' topic
All that cake shit that

Staring in the mirror analyzing my all my flaws
Hated on by the in laws
Acting a certain expecting applause
Was that good enough manye hell na
Don't lie
Did

First and foremost
I thank the God
That's high above
For the gift that I boast

I do it all, jus out of love
Cause of loss
That I've seen
Oh This

Staring in the mirror analyzing my all my flaws
Hated on by the in laws
Acting a certain expecting applause
Was that good enough manye hell na
Don't lie
Did

Last year at yo show
You bought a fan a drank
Said no wait... oh I think... will you tell me is it safe
My man left me cause I came home
With good

streets
Happy Halloween
He's teachable
Doing good work well it's feasible
But they pretend that every items squeezable
Ain't sitting here trying to be

born to love you

I was born to love you

Falling, falling out of sight
With you in my mind
Oh I need you more

Loving, loving how you say
Good morning

at the people
With the headlights for eyes
It's a lot like kissing ladies
When I punch myself at night
Uh-oh

Holding onto a sun ray
Getting stung by a stingray

the car car car
Being extra taking selfies flipping yall off off off

Shit’s childish
They lookin at my lady like ga ga ga ga
Gucci gucci goo you not Prada