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The days keep fadin' what I mean by take me
Away? Show me better ways
I ain’t praising that demon shit
I really seen that shit
The times I lay in the
County

I miss a lot
They got machetes in their track pants
A swishy in the sock
Just say a prayer for a Black man
I been feeling down
I couldn't wait to help

come around, and kill my lonely
Better than the average man
You beat the odds, you so incredible
Ohhh, you are never met someone so strong
Never breaks

shallow better deepthroat now
Hotel neighbors say she screamed so loud
Blastin rock and heard three doors down
Get it, get it thank you babe
I'mma handle

of cuties
And floozies come by the doozies
But who am I to turn it down?
(I just the best rapper in the world)
(The rest of these hoes be clown)
I wanna see

to get it
Stop with all these games and tell
Me what up with it
Just take my hand, I'll be your man
We surrounded by infidelity in this
World that we live

O-H-10 in this motherfucker what they
Thought it was man? Used to?
Fuck that we still get it in
Ohio baby! Machine gun Kells! MGK what up!
Midwest

I guess I spent a little too much money
But on my way home there's a homeless man
He's wearing a Kenzo sweater
I know I'm really not any better

with whomever
So solid, I'm too mega, the new era
Don't love me when I'm dead
If you hate me when I do better
Nipsey blue coupe weather it's bait
Don't

Nobody wants to be with a man
Been looking at the future
But the future is so far in advance
Looking at the alcohol in his hand
Like "Damn"

Like, "Why,

I bet I
Could have been a better man
I wanna be Zen but I
Go sipping on some medicine
Instead of meditation but I get
It while I can i don’t wanna

on the lack of
Cooperation and thoughts complacent
Blinded by the greed but when we
Link is when the optics changin’
I’m from the land of we don’t know you
We

macaroni and that Beamer
Man if money talked this stack
Would be official speaker
My money got that age walking
Cane like a geezer
Money chaser's shallow but

they don't know about me
On a divine paper chase got a girl up in
Seminole County where I stay at
Then you can fuck a man to
That Maybach in my driveway

catch up (Haaa)
Came from the hard knocks
A nigga didn't have shit (I ain't have shit)
Raised by my pops, not my moms
I'm still a bastard (I'm still

so long that
Even my mama thinks that my mind is gone

But I ain't never crossed a
Man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk
You know that's

neck, I'm the
I go dumb, I go ham, I go brain-dead
I go completely retarded, brain man
No brain in my head, I'm a no-brainer
On the corner all day, like

Tell the rap game this an ambush
I'm not scared
I'll ride on every one of y'all

Better than your favorite
Whoever you playing get slayed quick
Bunch

hear
She like get up out my ear or better yet
Play the rear caboose is loose
Like the truth I'm tellin' you
My life is like an edible
Take a bite and I

drove that box around the city
I think I just trade places with the UPS man
I'm molding the way she thinkin' and now
She just a claymation for the music I

of your hand
Kim, the good times are back

Don't go on it's too late

Not too late for my star!

Please let me hide in peace

Better to screw the police

you paid me
Hate the way you shame me
Just for tryna' have a good
Time on this earth
Man I hate you, your stupid, I'm winning
Your losing
You're

Have you ever woken up inside a pentagram, memory blank til you remember why you're sent by a temperamental man who sent a ranting letter that

Naw man, all bitches are the same
Just like my hoes
You know, I keep 'em broke
Wake up one morning with some money
They're subject to go crazy, you