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Inside the stories yet to be told 
Don't you think by now I would've roamed?
In seven lifetimes I might never find another like you 

What you adore is my

the kitchen now
While trains pass by and shake the house
I've seen this all in a dream before
At least two or three times, maybe more
Ohh, ooh-ooh

work for it)
I can't let no bitch get in house 'less she work for it (work for it)
Everything I did, I did for gang and me (gang and me)
You get

song to play
Yeah, and somewhere, in a red brick one story house
She's tried on everything by now
Keep's looking out her window
Hoping he ain't

I was callin' you
Because I was thinkin' about you
I have kind of a thought to rent a house
Maybe two hours outside of Los Angeles
And you can

Someone's house
With a city view
And a girl I've known
For a day or two
Light a cigarette
By the outdoor pool
If I hold my breath
Will you

of the unknown
I saw a dry barren land
all looked so lifeless and bland
on my way
wait up before you cross the lake
down by the ocean we hoped
to build a house

would never be heard
I should've let it go, I should've kept it all
I get brand new deals, by my mama house
I got brand new demons, brand new clothes

money every day, newer paper than printers
Ayy, say I'm on they ass like suspenders
And he be in the house like he on suspension
And the stick in my

big, hoping you'd notice (notice)
Don't spend one cent, a sentence is golden
Written by hand, as nice as you can to show you're devoted

I deserve

Yet awon lo n gbon
Ha they make me laugh
Fuji House of Commotion
These guys too rude make dem learn courtesy
I'm being truthful
They can't touch me

Cos

us
I have to admit that somewhere along the line
I could pretend like a card house and cry in the classroom
On the train, at the mall,

flown by Travolta
Flow with a vocal assault of the microphone and controller
Harder to handle than a loaded revolver coated with Sulphur
You in a house

I'm in my bag, I win by miles 
Yeah, that big lad knows, it's been my house
It's been five hours 
I'm in the spot, it's filled with clowns
Yeah, I'm

the blessin's I deserve
My testimony is the truth of these lessons I reserve
When I was gone (uh), some niggas badmouthed my name
But then the big house is

doin' her proud (nah)
He thinkin' 'bout food in the house (ha)
Or hidin' the food in his mouth
And as his line grew, it got wild (wild)
He drippin'

house
There's only one side of the street
You're responsible for
And that's yours

We don't toss away what we love
(We don't toss away what we love)

zrobiło mi kiedyś z głową to
I umiem ich przekonać by w to ładowali flotę
Lubię otaczać się ciepłem i sterować kolorami
Duże przestrzenie i wnętrze estetyka

Kenntucky
West Virginia
What was that fucking X you signed

Burning a hole in my oh-oh zone
Turning the tide on my house and home
The U.M.W. of A.
Still

Country clubbin'
Country clubbin'

I come from torn jeans, rusty trucks
Worn boots, couple bucks
Early risin' 9 to 5
Hand to mouth, gettin' by

pistols, all reloaded, they can never decode me
Bought a house before the Rollie (summer)
Hundred packs before the AP, done it solo, so I'm lonely

life, you can't take shit from me
You can't get haunted by your past, you'll end up seein' ghosts
I'm leavin' softer bees in a Ghost smokin' dope and I

You're still in the shower
Don't know where you're gonna go
I wish I had the power
To make this house feel more like home
I won't sleep a minute

three for three, four by thе time you hearing this, uh
And I'm blessed to hit record and pour my heart in these songs
Till the right one hear it then