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of the moment that never ends
Tryna to take back control of the voices that put me to bed

I'll find someone to help me untangle this mess
Too blind to see

You

Derek Jeter
Im dripping I got the juice by the liter
Keep it more than a hundred just like a fever
They trippin they salty like margaritas
But I'm

of ya, discipline's the source
Of maturity to build a creek for ya, yuh yuh
So you better stay in that flow, I'm creatin one
Wit God in control, that's

Mmmm
Mmmhhmm
Yeah
Big Mama
Uh
Yeah
They ain't think a bitch
Like me would make it
Now I'm taking first class flights
Eating Jamaican
I'm in the blogs

on what I'm on, 9 times out of ten
If it's lookin fishy, then I won't attend
Tryna get my big body Benz
You know I'm protected, keep one in the chamber

know I'm killin' shit. Out here in control like Major Payne. If you cared about your life, you wouldn't say my name in vain
Too much ass for the side. He

great shit
Really, y'all should be honored by my lateness, I've been killin' shit for years

I ain't have nowhere to tape it, nine times out of ten, if

a legend
Ima grab all of their cocks and start to fuckin' edge 'em
And I get to control when these bitches explode
And the blood retracts from their dicks

could see you fighting for you freedom better take it back
They cannot control me
I ain't hiding
Lucy where you at?
I was at the bottom of the bottom just

really fucking you
Call her by your nickname, but it don't ring the same
Big chain across her neck with my initial on it
Sick ways with the rest, I won't

in control, they tried endin' me
Forgetting me as a whole, with halves and quarters
Pretended to be my greatest foe, with a lasting disorder
And in

can unlock the gate to your heart
From the start,  they turn this dark place into  art
Some are only passing by and other leave a big MARK
My father

obtain it
Spilling out all of my feelings but you appear stainless
Kinda used to it by now so I'm feeling painless
I don't know why I can takeoff but can't

to the point
You lucky flip a coin
From chicago not no Illinois
Big kid we play with toys, We keep Fns
I got a bad bitch reaching in my pants
I know that you mad

Don't be mad, you can't put your control on me
I know your whole lead
But you can't seem to figure me out
That's just the point, baby
Why you wanna

I'm bout to lose control
Imma put her on
Imma take ya out
Imma take it all
Put it in her uh aye
Imma smoke it out
Bitch, 50 to the face
Miss me with

To stop squatters
From oh getting in

I'm building on ideas
By this big window
In my room
On my bed
The tallest window
I'm always looking out of it
(Curtain

I roll, animal print, pants outta control
It's Hoosti with the big ass fro
And like Bruce Leroy, I got the glow, yeah

Girl, look at that body
Girl,

homie
You already defeated
No control over how you think, alternatively, just delete it
You can see it right in front of your eyes, why can't you

seething , You're out of control
Losing your mates as you add to your woes
Fucking with fate , when your back's on the floor
Running away , I see death by

why does time fly and why we gotta die
Why do they lie I'm all out of love like Air Supply
I'm tired of getting high watching life pass me by
So I'm

See me now it is March 23 
I'm living by myself away from family 
I stay in a hostel, 
I've lived here longer than the roster 
It's not bad, I like

broke my soul
I leave a stamp like I work at the border control
You gotta take your shoes off when you walk in my home
I would rather do it with my people

done it
So Keep the ones who believe in you a lil closer
And keep the ones In disbelief by the reef cus they floaters
When you do it big they gon become