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Fucking nothing at all

You can tell by my face am no easy type
Got no real sleep in days
My demons so loud
Pressure coming both ways
Cause i chose a life

sneak love, contraband
Aggression and deception suffered secondhand
By youth but the truth I gained from every friend
It's not cohesion but the time you

I'll be climbing up the ladder to the top and
You will stay there
Steady dropping
Misjudged by the speed that I am walking

I keep running up
I have

I ever wrote it's solid where I'm at
Raww

Gotta give my all and nothing less
Surrounded by love feeling bless

Here to share my truth and nothing

of the time
The truth shall set you free, indeed
You know, I talked to my grandmother a few weeks ago
I, I told my grandmother that I would stop answering calls

Tucked away, in a centerfold for days
Saved for emergencies
And by the way
Have you heard your voice today
In complete transparency

Truth be told

many talents
A reputation wide
Therefore lacking the ability to stand by any side
I'd love to love to love you
It feels good but it hurts
Maybe you

different I'm unique come get it
I said it I mean it confessions this evening
Believe it, don't trip it's the truth on the tip of
My tongue, these neurons

Time after time I'll forget
Everything that you've ever said
Is it me or is it just you
Running far away from the truth
I'll whisper another thing

Oh Love
My least favourite game of all
Nobody plays by the rules
Oh, girl I'm no fool
I can see beyond the masquerade of yours
Oh trust
It is all

father
But I'll prolly freeze if I ever looked him in the eye
This life getting larger
The truth right in front of you, but you still fall for the lies

You paint a picture slung with rage
The truth believes it's set in stone
But you're the painter, and I'm just the painting
(The Truth) Smeared

as a full human being by you. 

Your actions are what Eschewed Truth. 
No amount of begging and
 No amount of pleading 
Shall convince you my identity 
Is

so I can beat it up/ 
Ooooo you know how I get on that goose, (you know what I do)
Oooooo you know that I am the truth, (you now Im the truth, I’m

not a motherfucking
Picture perfect rose garden
Got to speaks the facts
My truth is really fuckin ardent
Well put and said
By the homie James Harden

(I made this back in 2020)
(The beat is produced by Uness Beatz)
(I don't celebrate Christmas)
(Christmas was invented as a pagan holiday)
(I

When they ask you about me
I kinda wonder what you say.
When you lay your head down to rest
What truth do you take to bed?
When you're driving in

The days pass by
Blown like floating dust
The wind ever colder
This world is temporary
But that's not the thought that scares me
I've looked

about my family
And the next nigga gone talk about his family

Cus ummmm
Time to flood you with the truth
Yeah truth
Grandaddy had the juice
Yeah that's

nice I just need to smoke it'd be the brink of my night. Maybe even wine with a steak on a plate with a pile of potatoes cooked right by my mom. 
Stayin'

don’t know where to go
If you ain’t in it i don’t want a phone 
And life ain’t right if I can’t feel you in my zone

I’m scared to be by myself 
I’m in my

[Verse 1]
Here we go I don't know where we go, I'm a mess, always been but I avoid the sin
Money cannot change a man that's livin' by the code when

What is it that I wanna do
The little sparks off truth I want them out of you

J'suis parano parce que t'es belle
(I'm paranoid 'cause you're beautiful)

yourself to this modern conformity,

The proof’s in the pudding but the, pudding ain’t sweet, the truth’s in the hoodlums but they, shouldn’t ever speak, who