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like it's my last, it will pass
Set example spreading love for a laugh living everyday like it's my last, it will pass
I wrote about you before
Tears

Do what my soul told me
Stay solid to the kid
Need to love myself
Make it a point that there ain’t no one above myself
I do this shit for me so nobody

gone so long
I might say fuck it for the camera (I'm hot)
I'm by my lonesome
So you know I'm prone to act up (Pop)
I feel like Tecca
I might take yo ass

When it hits the nerve

"You've never heard a word I've said"

She responded
But he heard that
And remembered it forever like a promise

Now here we are,

IDK

Trip Lee

The Waiting Room

2016

hear that?
Did I come through clear?
Did you hear that?
Are my prayers the kinda ones you hear?
My mama lied, when she said she you right by my side

can explore
Like tony hawk
I do this all because I love the sport
Designer court
One day my studio will be my fortress
Sold out venues round the world

streets, them streets don't love nobody
They told me that shit early when niggas killed my daddy
AR by my underarm, done caught me one, shawty
They

forever kid.
Now by the time you hear this your siblings will probably be here
I'm not saying you have to lead them but i want to be a leader
Leaders always

Where the love you say you had
I Think i found it
Standing by this bitch right here she think that im astounding
Most the time be dolo i dont even

the four
And I'll drum your ears nigga
But this ain't no flex zone
Woah woah, uh
I'll forever do it by my own
And I'll forever be throwing 4's
We going up

your love, No Mariah
Ring on your finger, make you forever mine yeah
Fuck my clothes, I want my kids made by chyna
I know Tommy want a chance but I'm

style, and
Forever my lady, you like how that sound?
Soca man am I
Which we all lovin' by the pound
‘Cause my name is Phife, girl
I'll never leave your

her style, and...
Forever my lady, you like how that sound?
Soca man am I, which we all lovin' by the pound
'Cause my name is Phife, girl, I'll never

uncle, and my brother
Government cheese and food stamps got us by
Then my mom got a man found some cover
Only issue was, she had two kids
It's not like he

know that they hate me, cause they shorty love me
She said I got flawless game, aye, feelin' like hammer, cause they cannot touch me
Been grindin'

noise
Fuckin' with a dyke from Dyckman
She don't even like boys
Had to make mistakes just so I could make the right choice
Damn
Old bitches comin' in

Kiss
Written by: Krys K

Get ya lips ready
Pucker up baby
Right here on this brown round
That's the spot where it's going down

She could neva be me

a ten
She catch the eyes of many men
But this love shit ain't pretend
When we bussing we get emotional
Productive arguements
Communication while we vent

forget that day
Like slamming bodies, slapping sounds
The pounding noise, she hit the ground
I still hear it to this day
That moment will not go away

then I drink some Henny
She get to asking questions like, “Why you slurring shit?” 
It’s that type of shit that can’t get you love 
I almost crashed

We are, nothing
I can't fall in love again
Uh oh
Uh oh
Uh oh
She said I'm gone
What the fuck is the problem?
Can't you feel all these feelings I fall

tryna love you, girl, I don't know what the fuck you used to)
You forever my shine
It's dark when you ain't here 'cause they ain't thuggin' you right

she startin' to act like Cookie
And the Bible said the first should be last, I guess I'm just the last rookie
Jump back out the water, tighten my circle

used to live
Say you 'member when you was a kid
Love feelin' like this
My thoughts coexist
With your benefits, throw you in the mix its a mystery
Hard