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holiday
I'm just doing me I flash a few dollars hey
My fashion modern day
My passion probably
Thug life, Henny, with a splash of alize
I be with Rich Girls

That way
Late night I be thinkin
Linking thoughts
Like linkin logs
Intertwined
No toggle off
My switch is always on
Sayin fuck the world with no condom

standing by steady working on another tape
But people got some shit they setting straight? Out of the blew I truly can't relate
Ever since A1 I been A1, day

man, this is a recording,

Used to have to hustle or my n****s wouldn’t eat,
It was days in the studio and nights in the street,
It was late night

Molly lost her sight when she was fourteen
Blinded by disease, she was afraid of the dark
She was tortured through the years with nonstop bullying

my head a break a clean slate 
Let me escape like a sweepstake for Pete sake time a keepsake 
Each days a rat race paced like a jaguar chace so I’m up

consumed by my music that I feel lifeless
Introspective on a record they won't listen to it
Everything I give is making me dream until I'm lucid
Mind gone so

here to stay
Said you had to leave to go away
Told me you’d come back a better day
You were gone too long, too lost, too late
By the time the sun had

Wake up and start at the 4, grinding and passing the 8
Just wanna give it some more, but Luna is saying it's late
Who spilled the milk in the sky,

rubber rip
And I got four five costume with the rubber grip
I could let bang in the rain I bet it doesn't slip
That's that real shit we living by the G

takes it by the arm
Walks it through the mayhem, asks her how her day went (ayo)
Yo, I say shit I don't mean in blue green
Blue green in the hair, just

me out
By the time that they get it it's gone be too late, yeah
I just been moving
Followed my heart now I'm out of emotions
Still can't explain what

So I stop by the diner on the way back
I got some steak, mash and gravy on my plate
I’m coming back late but at least I got
Cold beer on a cool night

When is too long too long 
Is it after 2 songs 3 songs 4 songs more no I don't care if you play this and like it 
Share it praise it 
No I care if

late
And my favorite spots, they all been closed 100 days
Cuz see, the News saying that it's death up in the air
Niggas deaf up in the ear, now we ain't

We tried it all a second time
three, four, and five not learning from our past mistakes
A bit too late but right now I don't feel you at all
Yeah my

of belonging
I spit these rhymes late at night
31 with 4 kids, and that's alright
Twenty Se7en and $u$
Holding it down
Us English kids, yeah
We bring it now

"Asleep by nine thirty, dog" (watchin' me, two kids)
"Wake up at six, who wakes up at six?"
"I pull batteries out of their mouth "

Hittin' Target twice

They say for a party, I say it's dogma to America's artful lie
Sniffin' the party line, intoxicated from white
That fake superiority created by

Daybreak, I'll make amends
For yesterday's twenty-four failed attempts
Now I'm afraid I'll lose my way
Before another day ends

Today, I survive
Tomorrow,

to represent me

Catch me on your local
Corner screaming fuck Juliani
With my whole crew behind me and
Like four brews inside me
Got my foot up in the door but

all day
Walk out my bedroom, turn out the light
It's time for man to move to the rave
Then I switch like federal agents
'Cause Trigs is rinsing my

your eyes (Your eyеs)
Open, open up your eyes (Hm-m)

Taylor lost her mom when she was twenty-four
They didn’t catch the cancer 'til
Too little too late

racks and
A heart made of metal (Uh, uh)
Late as a bitch
On the E way goin' I'm a smash on the pedal
(Uh)
Nothin' else matter, in the back of my mind
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