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homes like
Listen to the cities music check out every song liked
You wouldn't believe how many be requesting me to Ghostwrite
Shout out to the Ghost,

fruity keep my head in my hoodie
Where he at he in the studi
Shit is coming out real groovy
My liquor bottles hate me cuz im working on myself
My ex

These thoughts that come inside my head
I know that they aren't mine.
ct least that's what I tell myself
To reinsure I'm fine.

I'm not scared of my

years old and can't be sold
You wanna follow me and my advice is not
Bodies and corpses rot
The government covers the plot
So stop at the front door

all the podcasts it was my choice to leave, and using that word "amicably"
I'm no threat
I'm just a couple good songs you can't get out of your head
Let

bout my sign and Im finna take my time
You cant rush a God
I know Im odd
I wasnt born a man
Ive fallen from the stars
So if you need a hand
Reach out

hell man
I already told you that, got bud in I think he said it's purple passion
When it comes to this trap shit, I ain't passive tryna stand on my

it's real and We out rollin
Kissin' on her pussy, then I look up in her eyes
Missionary diggin', put your legs to the sky
How you know if you can't do

to stunt, on God I'm cold they freezin up
Get everything she need from me, straight to the point I'm CP3
Head slamming like a DDT, out with a bang I'm DDP
Al

and Sleazy on some shit, boy, you can't compare When you young and gettin' money, it be hard to care
When you did it by yourself, it be hard to share Niggas

on chatting shit how much more could I take
I know my real ones my old best friend is a snake
People change up on you but you deal with it
Before you get out

clutching
Say I'm too extreme, boy you ain't seen nothing

Got my sanity creeping out the deepest trench
Will it make to the top
Well it's anybody's guess

just told shawty when's she get Texas to hit me
She said the Lexus is filthy indeed
3 guns 2 lbs  weed I call it Pimp C
Cant grow no hair on my head
But

dont Choke, 

Try me got u on my Radar with the Scope,

Marine Sniper on the Roof with the Scope Ready to let it Go,

Kept my Gangster Lyrics out of my

Of everything vile
And ship it all out
To you minions so mild
Get wild, get gone
Gone with the wind
Is the breath of this song
I breathe it to you
Just to renew

note
When you ride now
If you down, we could hide out
Chill by my house
Ohh yea

a witness
Y'all listen I live this
Everyday every word that I say is the truth I know no other way
Haunted by my past so I run away
From all my problems can't

a real one nigga make room

I got no time for bullshit
My time is money and you acting foolish
I do not just pray I go out and do it
I'm moving no weight

Until the sun up
You can feel it
In the essence
Of the music
That I drum up
Just be careful
You don't run up
If you don't wanna
Get done up
By one of my

Avoid all our trauma and struggle to get by
Worlds full drama all I can do is sit tight
Jake said I need to make more music, I guess that he's right

Shit

to it for the rest of my days
But as your voices in my head always remain present
I get reminded every second to get to where I'm headed
Can't let myself

good
Feelin too relentless 
And reqqless 
About my next play
Survival of tha fittest
U niggas tryna find other ways
Head first tha way to go
Dont take

Walk everyday through crowds of people not one man knows who i am, 
Not one man i can call my friend,
Man, you don’t know what i do for a living, 
You

music on my radio (that's all I got)
You gave me freedom, I got a song you know
I can't match what you gave me, but I salute you ma
I love you

For whom