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I don't wanna be the bearer of bad news
But I know that I feel like a recluse
I don't see where I can go
But every word I say I lose

I try to keep

me
Don’t leave me
Please don’t leave me
Don’t leave me
Please
Please
Crazy thoughts
Weird dreams
I promise I been seeing things
Life ain’t what it

Dream about me now when you are lonely
I see what you been through, I’ve been there too
Love is complicated, I know, you know
I watch you dancing in

to laugh when she clowned me I was shy (Yeah)
Now I pull up, drop-top Audi R8, I'ma shine (Yeah)

Wrote this song on live, when I'm steppin' drippin' too

everyone says in the YOLOs
"Hi guys, my name is David, keep my head low
Pennywise ego, I never let go
This how I live life, on the edge of the lows
I don't

your passion baby 
Do you really wanna live your life like this miss lady 
Got goals, got dreams or want a ring Tom Brady 
That's the real question ain't

to hide they insecurity
And you disappointed more than hurt cause you support the jerk and they dreams priority over your own needs
Hearts bleed cause you

myself in quarantine made these songs right in the basement
Chillin' wit my niggas smokin' dope and we was faded
Now we aching
Dreams been comin' closer

distrustful
All I do is shuffle
Fumble the ball never
We are all clever
We can sever ties
With anyone that tries
To compromise
What we build
Cause we live
In

IN A THOUGHT
PERCEIVED THE PERCEPTION
IF NOTHING IS REAL
KEEP YOUR HEAD IN A HOLE

BLEAR
LIKE YOU WOKE UP FROM A BAD DREAM
TICK-TOCK GOIN DOWNHILL WE

They told us we could be whatever we wanted
But now that we grew up that rule is forgotten
Our lives got harder and we aren't even adults
We just

Destroy ignorance
Huh
Right wrongs
Live long
Pursuing excellence
This is Legasci
If you dont know by now
Black and proud
Love for every race erasing hatred

keep talking they need a rest 
Balling so hard I don't needa ref

I'm living like how I wanna live it 
Do what I want I don't need
Permission 
Put in

to the masters
Instinct is Pathic bullet curve like bad bih
Spiritually galactic blast a automatic
That’s filled with the ashes of demons That i mastered
If that

it on the booze
I blamed myself, I live to prove
Expected to be great, saw my fate in my dads eyes
Efforts opened gates, lessons learned from all

devils, lives by no rules
Down in Daytona, there's a church bell
Cries out wish you well, but it won't save you
Save you from Hell

to church to repent
That's how it is 
Now I'm on zen cloud is on 9
Weed is on loud she is on dime
She know she fine bad with the boujee
Most of these bitches

strip
Static $hock right on the ice
Cut that bullshit ain’t got all night
Road work amp the price
I’m the guy eating vegan rice
She bad that mean she

mesmerized by cable news
And things that are really useless
Do You follow all the celebrities
Is this the life that your choosing
I got questions I got

Long as I get the bag gone
I just wanna win
Wit a bad bitch I can brag on
Gettin up regardless
Betta hit me where it hurt
All that posting on his page

And do the facade
I'm not that guy
My Jesus piece with the leash means peace
But not for I
These bullets live
It's do or die
Which means most people

down I'm up praying for better days
But clarity is something
I can't live without, oh
My head is on the ground, oh
Pick it up and dry it out, oh
I can't

she didn't have much
Just two kids, an apartment
Back then I used to dream she had a house with a garden
In school kids always picked on me because I

of the Wraith or the Ghost
I mailed my last invitation by post
I'm taking flights from the coast to the coast
Just to give her the Delta while sitting in coach