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word but that shit doesn't matter
Like we family 
You saving yourself by grabbing the hand that's next to me
I worked for this shit now time to make it

my neck on froze
You want be to be there but you wasn’t there for me
Grinding hard by my lonely all my bros turned on me
All this dumb bullshit.. man

layin here without you
Wish I never found you
I guess that's what I get when my inputs aren't your outputs

I cared so much about you
I loved being around

don't really care about making hits
I'm fly, I'm high, all the lies man, I'm above like a Boeing in the sky
Don't say you can't do it if you never tried

brain I wanna unscrew
Some are too long, some are thin, some are just loose
If you think somebody did it that would be untrue
I'm just trying to undo

convince you
They gonna find something to hold agaisnt 

Use to be all about school 
Then you knee deep in the streets
Used to be looked at as food
Now who

on that? You a joke on tracks
You get killed by the shit that I ghost on tracks
Y'all don't even know half the shit I wrote on tracks
But time will tell,

who do this
Yea
But if I didn't rap
You think she would flirt back
Didn't hit her back
I know she gotta be tapped
Had her in the back
Learned she liked

to come say it
To me, I'm in my bag in this bitch Bout to bag me a bitch, huh Feeling conceited, wasting my nut If you spitting it out, by hoe you Getting

ex-babysitters who’ve daydreamed about having you maimed
Your mother’s in LA, trying to remember your name

Running a room tab longer than the Second Geneva

guys in there
And there's a bottle of gin
And there's things being rolled up
We all know what I'm talking about
You, first of all, are a liar
You're dumb

to figure out
If I didn't have this talent
Would they want me now
Look, appreciatin' everything you do for me
But don't pretend you care about me any
Let's

wouldn't get the ethics of the art like they hover glyphs
Rappers can't stand to me, you need about a hundred ladders
Just to reach the peak of where I be,

feel the spirit
I'm sorry baby I was raised right
So I care about your angels
Not if your thang tight
I make mistakes
Yeah you dang right
But imma face

control, do what I say
She my bike, always grip her by the handles
I'll fuck anything, man, I'm feeling Lando
But she can't beat her face, keep it natural

You got it right, you got it right

If you know me, since I'm a jit I been wanted to fill up my bank account
That mean by any means, when I get rich

just texted me about a  fucking bitch
Ion want that hoe cause i'm to focus tryna get rich

Who say they want war with me nigga because you kno i'm with

you tell' em the secret
It may be too late, you know the secret

Wandering the streets which were to become our city
We were all convinced, we would

would have some enemies
Wanna do what I do they aint letting me
You a virus I bought me some bleach
Handle that then I lay on the beach
If I find you you

Haha i be peeping a lot of shit about you hoes
I don't even be saying nun doe
Just know
I see you hoes
Haha

I spy with my little eye a bitch that I

perfect as they need to be
Joey Z is dead & you can tell because the tv screen said it

You know the giant glowing box would never lie
Joey Z's alive

about it
No He never late you
Just put to side the things you can't lift (Yeah)
No I won't cover your shift
Ay dese man be taking the— (woah)
This like my

that nigga even handle your waist
Caused by the looks, I can tell he's a waste

You're a ten, so I know you like to be chased
But with me, guaranteed

What would you like me to say
That everything's going to be okay?
I don't want to tell you a lie
By saying everything is alright

Everything is