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And to all the real ones, buckle up y'all we going home 

Drop the pen, yeah these feelings I boxed em in 
Stop again, mama telling me these are not my friends

manage
Do not challenge me
You live in the wild I ravage
You cannot avoid the damage
If you ever see me manic,
Start to panic
Ah where you run to,
Dem man

a matter of time
Looking out for all my people know
That we is gonna shine

I never thought I’d get
Through all the bullshit
Said that I would be something

Why do we feel this way
It's too big for us to ignore
This isn't that serious
Please take your foot out the door
Was there something I missed
Will we

it's supposed to be
Or is there something missing that I do not seem to see
Here
Feel the same even when they cheer
Felt your presence there for me then

We outchea thuggin' yeah
We outchea thuggin' yeah
We outchea thuggin', do you really want war?
The clip extended, with the scope time 4
Light work,

and that's just something we agreed on
They said it wouldn't be long
That's besides the point I'm finally feeling like I belong
Just being me that's the type

on my wrist
To have a crib full of bitches thats gone do anything i say so
Counting peso by a lake view in a brand new winnabego
Nowadays niggas only

of friends
I'm doing fine, I'm staying busy hanging with my nephew
And trying to keep my eyes on the prize
You know how it goes
And so do I
So call me when you

say something great

She says keep me warm
Coz I'm starting to shake
And I'm not too sure
How much more I can take
I just keep her talking
While she's

here
I'm talking here
Always asking for my money like you want me here
I disappear in the bathroom while a good friend keeps on bringing one near
I can't

That I felt okay
It might have been when I was flying away

Broken body
No I'm a hottie
Don't think I'm broken
Can't you hear me talking
Don't define me

it
Me and your bitch, we not friends, we just fucking
You catch us in public I'll say that we cousins
They say that Handsome not talking bout nothing

it
Me and your bitch, we not friends, we just fucking
You catch us in public I'll say that we cousins
They say that Handsome not talking bout nothing

fact better be missing me
My motto is "mano y mano, and do not doddle" 
Waiting for a crowd, the fuckboi clown got hollowed
Now he's off to wallow

Mama always told me, remember, sit pretty and only drink when you're alone
Find yourself a man who will hold your hand, become a woman of the home

Not sorry
I'm not
I'm not sorry
For going up
I'm going up
I'm not sorry for the things that I'm about to do
My ??? you don't even have a clue all

ground
Daycare and rent cost the same, check it out
So while you're training for a new job
Your baby is around people
With no home training let me stress

So Sick

Mr. Lil One

Wasted Days & Wasted Nights

to sing a song
Then something, I really can't hide
The devil must have sent you to be by my side
Smoking Lovelies, love that PCP
Oh you'd do anything

Ellen and Ben

The Dismemberment Plan

Change

2001

of friends
I'm doing fine, I'm staying busy hanging with my nephew
And trying to keep my eyes on the prize
You know how it goes
And so do I
So call me when you

goes by we're enjoying every minute
Talking life, playing cards, and you know I'm winning
Embracing every moment I don't know if they're my last
It

P.O.'s
It's obvious, we do this, we bust haters
Yo, gun selectors, dumb detectors
Chase my niggas, talking slick, where that Lex kid at?
You know we cool

talking
I’m working on my talents I don’t need the loud nonsense
For once in my life I feel like I might know what I wanna do, running I’m not walking

thing, a bad thing
Then maybe, I should do
Somethin' bout it
I'm pixie, manic, panic
Something, over you
Corner, in the room of a house
The only person