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I'ma tell them "no" gun to my head
Finna have my mind blown
Ah, only bad thoughts in my head
Is this a dream or am I already dead?
If I'm not dead, how

rich
I can’t let my people just live like this


Dead and gone
I been there for them all
All along
Left me ‘lone
No regrets
I meant best
They wish less

I wish to change so many things
To save my energy
Pour into my own cup instead of
Lift you up
Cause when life comes around
To knock me down I almost

moon
To celebrate us is all I wish for, for the special day to be the groom
Your beautiful, your really specail, you make me smile as the day goes

It's more than a peeve
Easily they give it out
I refused to perceive
But not Here and now
This is a way out
By taking you out
The sirens
You can hear

for bout 30 mins
You throw in the towel I said girl we not finish

You need to listen I'm bout to get vicious
Open them legs like a present on Christmas

a tic tac
I ask Jesus Christ where the fish at
I gotta mention Sneeze cuz we blessed and it's more than a wish at the well
It's partially science we all

to cover my arms
They can speak upon my name but never step to the Don
God father flows, sitting on the throne playing dominoes
Fine Italians hoes wish

and tired
Getting viral

Waiting for a superhero

Oh I wish you could help us out by crossing the bridge 
Over the river
Drawing water from the wishing well

year’s cold as Colorado
My drip turnt to ice need some champurrado
Rollin trees by the sink I told him we’ll link at 5 like Jacko
I told Santa I want 3

Feel like I'm under a spell
Tell em pray and wish me well 
Times getting cloudy
Watching who's around me
Lord send me an Angel
The last one never found

To the most is mineral
Literally cinema
Finger licking good criminal
Inimical as fuck
But I have my limitations. You're well within them
Who do we belong to,

when you left and come back
Well just keep a talkin' talk your ass off
You ain't carried no phone no where
I said talk yo ass off

My wife said scratch

They know the boys unwell
Enemies as you know don't wish me well
Raded me out
Man like fear
Cultists put your boy in a cell
I don't mean a prison cell

like we're
Losing touch
We're all divided
By these silly lines
And what's crazy is
Them lines ain't real
There all made up
In our silly little minds

You

jersey they hangin it
Hot boy forever he flamin shit
War I been ready they ain't equipped
My song they secretly banging it
Old soul like it's made by

short then come back long
I came home hitting short then come back long
Jeez yo I'm falling in debt
Wish I could give you a E-check
Baby I calling you

longer
We Are You
Why so Sensitive to Self?
Send us your trauma
Your heartache, your thoughts
No need to hold your
Worries anymore
We'll write them all off

fucking loyal to the end
You think that I'm crazy? Well don't bother asking them
Used to be the kid that couldn't pay for it
Used to be the kid that

gotta teach my kids how this world is
How people will hate you because the color of your skin
They demonize and patronize cuz you don't look like them
You

get right
Cause We ain't playing fair this year
Wish these niggas dare to stare
Drop down better say a prayer
Catch me watch I be prepared
Lil' bro dump

calling
Your phone, your phone
Looks like you, gotta go home, go home
Wish you could stay, why you gotta go

But I guess we'll have to leave it
For another

every day, looking for the next poor soul
If you want to succeed in this world
You follow the comfortable path Satan does not wish you well
Turn off

Don't ever say my name
Maybe I can build it back like bricks that you could never blow away
My back my arms my face
Maybe If I never let them go then