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I'm feeling you
Why don't you pull up to my side
Cause I'm feeling you
I can see it in your eyes
You feel it too
I swear girl there is nothing

there how you doing?
It’s very nice to meet you
I was wondering if you’d stop on by
Board my rocket ship to Venus
Don’t need to pack snacks
Clothes won’t

the blues
Stacking this shit up for me and ma crew
I always make money gut nothing to do
I always resume I never redo
I'm getting racks now your bitch call me

going inside
Where I keep myself silent for weeks
There's nothing to eat
Except cannibal sweets
But I can't seem to stop passing by

the way that she roll
She like the way that I troll
Just for the night 
Selling my soul
After we smoke
She twist on the pole

God Damn
Fat Dabs
Sit Back
She

We were talking for hours on end
Once you turned the speakers down 
My friends don't know what's been happening
But it's really nothing new

You

leaving my mind
Girl I can't stand the temptation
I'm in a need for sensation
Little by little, less hesitation, the forbidden fruit I'm tasting besides

always looking for a fight
Nothing good happens after midnight
Yet still I pull up round 3am
Cuz I can’t trust none of these niggas
And I don’t fuck with

Well remind me what I came here for
Well it's ruined many a good man, many times before
I got the same, same old blues
I've been moving all my life,

dead
Got whacked by his own friends for not stickin' to the pledge
What a shame what a shame
Tryna be apart of the game but can't maintain your physical

in my zone truly 
She wanna fuck but she got a man that don't mean nothing to me
Baby you somethin to see can't take my eyes off you
Niggas b r o k e

waiting so long for you
Do you remember when I would call you at midnight?
And tell you that them girls ain't worth it, they ain't worth it
And as you were

fuck cops
And I was a junkie by the time I was sixteen

Comin up, I won't doin nothing but fuckin up
Put in work, wit some cats, I thought that was tough

Your aim is way off
Well good thing you're not the one aiming for the stars

So come on talk down to me Fuel my energy to do the never before seen And I

door
Custys blowing up my phone
U would swear that i was fuckin
By the way they ask for more
Bitches love a young nigga
They cant wait to see my show
Im

Never good with my feelings 
Not pretending im living 
Swear to God this is me 
I swear to God this is me
I wear my heart on my sleeve 
Then put it

The wounds are healing cause by fear from your prey
Death will only follow nothing good comes from this

The time has come to dismember our pasts
Rising up

In a glass house
The walls are breaking up in twos
He blames you for leaving
After the hell he put you thru
But don't you worry
What the blind can't

Must I laugh at any wonderful promise 
Up with the stars and lost by the world? 
Can I leave my home, my heart, my life 
For a country not my own?

Glued to the wall
Think i might pop an adderall
Im hopin that my life will flip by next fall
Lot of fear within try to disregard
Im makin an excuse for

by all the fucking stress
Of my own mental playing all these little games
Cause I think of the craziest shit it's and sometimes its really strange
How

Yeah, it should of been you and I side by side
Coordinate at the dinner dates like a suite and tie
Had to compete with yo ex just to be crucified
Baby

March 7, 20-17 my life changed Forever
& Not for the better 
Since you been gone everyday is a Struggle now 
Grandma moved in, giving momma Nothing

shaking kids down the drain everyday
Left right, good night it went, yeah, yeah
At the age of eight slammed a door on a head
Everybody be scared this boy is