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blessing me with the music
'Cause my pen is holy, so hallelujah!
Independent with the illest writtens
Since a young kid raised intermittent
I'm so driven by

I'm so high on fumes
I don't know what they said
Popped out when I was so young
And then opened my eyes
I ain't scared to be dead
I just click with my

was finished
But that’s all a lie
’Cos there’s children in them sweatshops
Some as young as four or five
Check the tongue on your trainers
These slave

at night, talking 'bout life
We just guessin'
'Cause we didn't know shit
We were just young and livin' reckless
As time went by
You see my trust for you grew

Stories with a twist euphoria and bliss

It's the circle of our lives
You're got young people feeling like
They're 30 when they're five
And old people that

and licked with bruises
Wouldn't let me though
He was abusive in her young days
She used to freeze my soul and
Break it with this one phrase
One day were gonna

Family of six no food in the fridge
But we just took life as it went by
I’ve looked death straight through
My left eye
Heart broken 'cah she moved

by (the years, the years, the years, the years, the years)
We stay young through each other's eyes (each other's eyes)
And no matter how old we get

feel
Getting high shit, I might as well
Nigga lie to yourself only time will tell
Don’t see me nigga learn Braille
The Loudest niggas turn frail
Young

Hello Ma'am
I'm present in your presence I feel
It's time I depart in your soul see
I'm a flower that was built by the man
Or the woman that I fair

to a wedding
It's not a date but it's a start
I wonder if she cares
Will we kiss before we part?
Underestimated her enemy let's be
Sweet beneath the stars

For however many centuries we've
Said to one another
That we don't know what we've
Got until it's gone
And I'm a quite fucked up young girl
And I cry

"Congrats, mane"
Something don’t add up
I’m rеading what the stats say come all
Hear the tale of the young and aggravated
Who gets overlooked by

brother's case
When the judge threw him life
I swear it still hasn't
Touched my brain and that
Will come with pain
Travel in that thunder rain
Grindin' when

blackberry color lean
Bitch always trip
Cause she say poppin' beans
Ion really talk, and you niggas talk too much
Money it ain't shit, it will never be enough

Waiting for the time to pass you by
Hope the winds of change
Will change your mind
I could give a thousand reasons why
And I know you, and you've got

sure?
Man's a ryzen threadripper
You're Pentium Dual Core
Rock jaws, sleep, snore on the cold floor
While you drown in the war
Man will just row

you’re obsessed with dying young in a past life 
and i can’t convince you otherwise 
you say you used to dream of the ways that you have died
& i’m

record
My pain wastes time I can’t afford
But I manage, yeah I manage

I feel sober when I’m high
And I feel high when I’m sober
The good die young
Gotta

There's nothing better than a cute young Spanish chick
clways hot tempered but her body is immaculate
Every time we link, with the drink, it be movie

in which you die

If you had another try would you let it get it by
Or would you do it different man the 2nd time

3

Nah I'm not negative if we can be

within)
A young child, scarred and unhinged...
Am I making any sense in here?
Would you care if I disappeared?
It's getting late and my minds not clear!
Too

Dreams of major league pitching
Me and Bishop sufferin from ill young nigga syndrome
Killin shit and we co-defendants
Sittin back chilling rooms be

wanna turn up and run up the money
I told her that'd make you a bad bitch
Young nigga ain't never have shit
How can I not act a fool
Chip on my shoulder,