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To make way for something new
I am sure you feel it too
Let us make a dream come true

My freedom still keeps me from falling apart
Though I know I'm not

you know just how it be
If a nigga want some beef
We the ones that's gonna eat
All the beef we eat it up
Your bitch is a eater I can tell by how she

that when a nigga surrounded by fraud
The worst of all
We all running the race you know
So I really wanna work on upping the pace you know
Not only

Never thought I'd be here, I like who I am today

Writing these bars, I'm feeling fine, might fly to Mars ta ta
But in reality, we just driving those

Is it legitimate
(Is it really)
Is it envisioning
(I don’t see it)
Is it it my crisining
(This the end dawg)
Do not even ask
If you ass not pitching

at home, she coming in clutch
She give me dome, I'm not in a rush, but when this is over you kicking the dust
Gonna get to the top, we gon' run it up with me

a fuck that's just not who I am
I'm twice the XY you'll ever be, mailman
Forget my insecurities and every fucking flaw
And every moment of my life that

lines
Forgive me only if you forget yourself
Forget me only if you forgive yourself
Dealing with me is dealing with the devil himself
I am not to be

the fool I am I'm such a broken man.
But baby your still good enough for me.

Bridge

Like a moth to a flame you drive me near insane.
Ive not shed my final

pretty women spoiling me
Living in hell, can’t you tell
Zack Morris, I was saved by the bell
I wasn’t a nigga going to Yale
Referred therapy, I’m trying

And I know
That you are trying your best
But keeping things down
Only make you stressed
How much longer
Do I have to wait
Not that I mind
But it's getting

as being alone 
Going through my phone, checking your messages 
I'm your boyfriend, not a friend with benefits 
Ironically, you're a bully and oppressor 
You

the right mood I did just blaze
Got to go hard I'm not a Slave
Have a lot that I cannot say
Look at me now I ain't the same, oh yeah

Racking up cash, that's

inside my head
Well I've been thinking about what it's like to be dead
It ain't bad you said
It ain't bad
I'm not the kind of guy
To ask you where you go

ain't search, we escaped it
Ain't no time for no faking
It is what it is when you see that leg shaking

Cap I don't know how to act yeah
I'm just living

I don't even know who I am anymore
Can't see what's the point of being in love anymore
It's a game what a shame
You make it lame by going insane about

Hook
Throw away that bible pray to my book like I'm god, fuck a bitch and make a life, then take a life just like I'm god,
You ain't with

Thought I am free, a smile not being shown
Apparently I let down my family, and I'm sorry
I'm sorry for being long gone
I just want to get out of this

very sorry Sir, I am behind my time”.
Exclaimed Bob Cratchit while he was opening the door.
“Yes I think you are, step this way, if you please.
I'm going

I put on the radio when I'm driving
In the hopes that I can trick my brain
Into telling me that I'm not alone
Every good day and all of the bad days

go and do lil somethin wit it
Ima focus my intention, I can do it, who am I kidding?
Undivided attention, I hold it down, representing
The shit you

""Boy you're futuristic"" 
My friends telling me the hood didn't deserve me 

Bobby Brown with the running man, you couldn't stop me 
While I kid and play

became the man who I am
If I am who I am
I should know that in advance
Living life by the dice shake em twice
And take a chance
Made it out the village

frightening
Heightened awareness helps me avoid being careless
Not counting hip hop, if I got it, you can share this
In all fairness, I'm not a greedy person