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just me
Wake up same shit in the morning
Same bitch same whip in the morning
Yawn in
Wake up
Same mess
Same bed
In the morning
Daunted
Haunted
By

for free
Yea
You know me, how I needed space
And I went and got cold, I liked how it taste
The ice felt good, it fit the situation
Never wanted you

one wants cordial
So fuck being formal
Everybody got opinions
I'm not listening to
How I'm gonna trust someone who forbidden to screw
Because their

sleeping I'm down bad
Just longing and just dreaming, all I have
But just getting my own car, I'll be out
being out of course means that I'm good

It's my

From the city by the sea man trying stay afloat 
Pray I don't get addicted like Manigault being a goat 
Cause the world on drugs and egos done turned

was no seething
You were everything I guess I wasn't
Yeah, everything I wasn't
For us, I got good intentions
Gave you all I got I was planning
For

am I, Who am I
Who am I, Who am I

And today I accept all my good
Parts and bad, this disease has been a blessing in disguise
I realized that god took

where to walk
People try to tell me how to talk
What good is looking in the mirror, when the image isn’t me
I’m getting sick of, looking like the bad guy

Caught up in between being another smash and a queen
And now that man gone the wrong snakes in the midst
Playlist full of bad advice from a bunch of broken

that'll shed tears
Always had bad arms but some good ears
Mouth runners is the only thing I can't hear (Woo woo)
Boom boom boom boom
Jump off the balcony

friends turning to ya foes
But I'm done being humble, let me black on this shit
Need the stu like bad teeth, lotta plaques in this shit
Don't think I'm just

perfect, reason being straying far from all them churches
Feeling like I shouldn't have to learn them verses from the scriptures
All this praying isn't

just to be fake
When I got that news swear to god felt like a earthquake
It's You vs the world and I live by that
Cuz niggas you fucked with gon end up

been missing old news
We been missing our dews
We been missing new hoes
We been missing sad bros
We been missing bad grades
We been missing good shade
We

doubt it
Last nigga ran off wit a pack
Ain't live to tell about it
I'm just good at rapping
I ain't never wanna be a rapper
I got satisfaction
Being

I'm not crazy I mean I'm crazy but I'm misunderstood you know you heard
Bad at communications granted I give you that
But through the ups and downs

smiling
What an assignment, survive this climate
I been trying
Really trying my hardest
The only way I survive is by being an artists but I'm still starving

for
So I love myself
I dey love myself
If I do everything they want
Then I be good guy
If I try to go against their wishes then
I be bad guy
Shey make I

back so bad
He resorted to being a lizard man
Fish bowl head is keen with illusions
He's not a wizard man
Inspecta deck spitting yeah
Punching

Hey there
Man it's been a while
I'm glad to see you
Outside of a profile
I saw your pictures
I hope you're doing well
But have a good one
Until I see

to the moon, Everything is shaded in gloom
Hoping I change my mood soon, maybe by the afternoon

I can relax, chill out
Without suppressing and addressing what I

one ever takes their time 
Me, I'd rather kick it in the good old fashioned sunshine 
With everybody reeling on amphetamines 
I'm trying to make a point

misunderstood
Funny how being bad can feel so good
Must remember your future is shaped by your past
And yet it would be hard to choose not to do it again

All I

rent is due
Being trampled on slices even deeper to cut in line like a roller booth
Hit hard with these thoughts I've got
Was Surrounded by these walls