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Well if the time has come, it's gone to kill
There's been too many whiskeys on the bill
Time to stop, boy ain't you had your fill by now

That spill

name ain't neva goin change
Do you walk by faith
Worship and praise
Carry revival in your heart

Do you have the fruit of the spirit
Do you be prayin

by the fruit, peachy means we'll be fine
I don't check up enough, I'm outside the box
I keep playing safe
I chose this route, but can't pick the lock
I

from a heartache and breaking down
On top of the world and living the perfect love with a girl by now
What would I do now ?
Living from my music, getting

playing with Juug, like that boy want hop up out the cut
And leave a nigga so star struck
Chef Gee I eat with Chinese get yo bitch ass cooked
Nigga youn

Sitting on top of the world Surrounded by all my girls
Just doing what we wanna do Steady curving complacency
Unbothered with how you view me We

I wake up isolated
Stuck home I'm impatient
Just look at the world outside
Sun shines yet it's fading due to all these things we're facing

'Cause I'm not claiming famous, ain't this
Just one more sad kid in his mom's basement
A little bit full of it to think that he's worth this
A little

you wet, wet (wet, wet)
Up by the fire place, we gone slip n side (slip n slide)
Can't wait to hit, what's that you hide (what's that you?)
A statue

know.  Seems our old friends ain't got much to say.

Who turned the bright green grass against it's fiery veins?  The world so cold you couldn't look

I didn't ask to be born
In this fucked up world
Won't you throw me a bone
I'll crawl on all fours
Feed my delusion
I can't bear this weight
You call

time now only moving faster
So it's no time for the chitter chatter
When I'm on my way  climbing up the latter
Ain't no happily ever after where I'm from

When I'm with you
I get butterflies in my stomach tissues 
Feels like my world collides with yours 
When I pull up on you 
Come out and kick it,
Just

always mad with the man who's up inside the office
Thinkin' 'bout our future man, I kind of feel nauseous
I feel like we ain't ready for the fallout that's

the son
But how to reconcile
Their faith with how the world is run
Cus out here in the wild
You can't survive with only one
Domesticated style
Or you will

I showed the protocol...get ready for the call..
I said he told them all..this ain't adrenaline no..
Gattu a way to turn....gat a wake up from..
From

broke
Mama don't hurt what Mama don't know
Easy come easy when the blood run cold
Peace up fingers but a gun come close
Down and deeper in this suffer pit

high been replaced and forgotten
Conditioning our kids, yeah they got em'
Social media and fake lives
c world ran by cI, middle finger to the sky how I

I know that you been needing Good lovin' Cuz I know that n***a Got you on the baddest
Side of your life, girl You know
That n***a ain't good for you,

beat ass good ull have a caaaake
Might dip n dabble wit them thick thick girls
P**sy so tight it'll change ur world
If not I'll pass em to French
Give

Either way I like my shorty the best
If he finds me with a nigga said he finna get cheffed,
Im a sneaky lil bitch he ain't gotta worry if I get caught

And the party stops
I wanna see you drop
So let em sing like la la la la

Oh, don't you know
They'd see us strung up by our throats
I won't let you down
The blood

I always feel like I'm just trapped
From leaving this world and picking up all of my scrapes
Everyone tells me that God got your back
But does he

you'd pass me by
'Cause I don't think I could stand one more of your lies

But I'm still standing
In spite of everything you do
I said, I'm still standing