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day shit?
Walking round i cant sit, why you stay on games you know i aint nothin to play wit
Better by my muthafuckin lonesome why you
Why you come into

My windows been open for days
The rains collecting on the floor
You took my hand said follow me
Running until we fall
You threw your hands in the air

when I met up with Neil

We found a sound without a beat
A month went by along came Steve
He could hit a beat out on the drums
Adrian joined and played

and my bro popped him Turning evil off of these highs, Anakin Skywalker
If I ain't smoke that day, I gotta walk away from all the drama
He talk a lot

been striking gold in my darkest hours
Wish I could tell you more, but I been late by the hour
I've seen my potential it's showing
Trying to fuck with

or pretense
Done some dumb ish 'fo she jumped on the scene
Put my player days behind me, switched up the routine
Cuz the best chick is real
She might flex with

a bitch, ay, Popeye Jones

I cant settle down, I'm not a family guy
Leave in the middle of the night without a goodbye
Went to the bar, took two shots,

role
(Days gone past)
15 years of party came and went on by
(Rock 'till you drop)
Gave a grunge hangover comin' off that high
Take - Me Back
To Back - In

know some niggas, and I fucked they bitches way back in the day
Yeah, I know some niggas, but I'm by myself in the back of the Wraith
Oh, I meant

Jazzy went pop, been told you niggas just stop
Fended for myself in the land of the snakes
And the friends never banded together For the place by

bitch,you a fuck boy in a deep
I told her hold up,And head back to the ship
Free my niggas locked up,they dealing with that grief
Went Forth and growing up

Rebel Rebel
Since day one ya boy he could
Never Settle
Speeding in my own lane they could
Never Level
The confidence and opulence I'm rhyming with

And if I need some extra cash, I might as well Doordash
Got these little whores mad that I went and copped a girl
Man, they ass really mad, I'm tryna show

we'll come hit em
I got some hitters on my Right
I got my trappers by my Left
Bad bitch on my Phone
Yeah she hit me in my text
You fuck around, you

Long time no see how are you faring these days
Oh what me? You know I've been away but
I've been waiting contemplating
Regenerating hibernating
I'm

profession
Could by my way to heaven
Hit you in succession
This that lethal weapon
Leave you an impression
I don't mean to threaten
Getting no confession
Hit

sleep
Sometimes I feel like I'm the problem

If it weren't by me
It was fundz double 3
No further responses

Auntie said I'm a real bad breed
I just skin

to the back
Bitch I am humble but I like to flex
I do it lowkey just by counting my checks
That girl know me so she threw me the neck
This a true story no I

a book (yup)
Cause i dont got my upper ligament (mhm)
Fish caught by the hook (uh)
Went to the kitchen man
And said you aint no cook
This tastes like

dragged by different women, always playing with my feelings
I done put my trust in places that it had no business being
Stabbed in my back more than

tell by the paint splatter
Niggas ain't talking bout nun just a bunch of chatter

No Louie Ray, but Tony is the motivator
I ain't even made it but I

The night I went knocking on your door There was no answer, just like countless times
Before I fell asleep right on your porch And in the morning I

At the end of the day i'm with u right or wrong
You ain't got no racks then you can't ride along
Baguettes on my neck for the times had to sit in

day I'ma, tell my children stories
Of how I was in the business of providing true euphoria
Stressing out myself it wasn't worth me
Losing my