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of your perfect hands
You gotta sing about it till the bitter end
So many times got turned down by friends
You’re gonna make it without them all over again

I know all the love you carry inside
Don't be afraid, you can't deny
You can't deny

I know by your face that you care
It's just not the time for us

gettin better, got a home we'll live forever
See I'll buy it while you in, by the time you getting out
I'll design it with your style. Be reminded of my

me
Aint no love for me just hand around understudying
Begrudgingly speaking in public like its nothing
On your chest invest in vendettas playing

I’m gonna find a Beale Street momma, one who really wanna
Go up to Memphis when the sun goes down
I need a Beale Street woman, one who don’t mind

skrilla be 'bout my loot
My loot about my ends
My ends wanna spend want to spend
So I’m 'bout my rims
My rims about my whip
My whip about my seats
My seats

Later on, now

Every time I see you walking down the street
You know I wanna love you from your head to your feet
I was born to love you and I grew up

together; I’ll make you believe And I don’t need much time

I can tell you wanna take this chance
You’re halfway there
Come on take my hand, let’s give this

This mad dog
Ready to smack hard
Tackle
Any motherfucker who
Wanna standoff
Wasting my time is theft
Botta cut their fucking hand off like
I’m seeing JJ

Charles on my wrist, cause you can't see the time
Glock tells you that your jewelry is mine

Too much felons by my side, yeah, we stay doing crimes
Goofy

di da da di da da di da da da di di da
July, dancing away from time

With the way your eyes gleam
You make me wanna dream
I can stay awake forever 
If

you're the best
I'll do anything you ask
We should slow down
I don't know how

Time is passing by
I look inside and see things I don't wanna see
I

She was actinnn
She was acting hella tough
She was acting hella tough online I had to blick her
When I'm holding up this piece the only time I

first time nigga

I’m about to get us out

Buckle up your seatbelt

We gone thug it out

Cause a cop will never be the one to take me out

Put that on my

You'd think I'd have it figured out by now at least a little bit
Bitches been picking the other dude since a little kid
Back when I had a bald head

guess u'll sign ur will in due time

We all do what we have to
Sick to my guns, can't take a u turn
Only to me, that I gotta prove

Feedback loop, room

you get stuck in a slender photo album,
cut out of frame and spectrum but cradling
a large white poodle after one too many bourbons,
your focus a serial

Why Girls Like Me Eat Boys Like You

Freya

Tea With the Queen

1999

And that is why a boy like you is walked all over by me


Nice guys are overrated, I know you want more than this
I know you wanna use your tongue when you

yeah.
You’ve forgotten where you came from, down in the dirt down by your lonesome.
Now you’re talking to me like i’m a random,
As if you never believed

this thing around
They wanna take us down
Using lies to make us hate each other
We can build each other
Love your neighbor as yourself, yeah let's love

the power 
But we Sour all his power 
Takin it by the hour
It's a mission undertaken 
By the ones that had enough 
We're destroying everything he owns
People

hands of masters who create, division of, division by your race
Venom, and rage
Taught to hate
Venom, and rage
Indoctrinate
Old as time, on emotion play

My kindest thoughts
My kindest thoughts
Will you always be this naked

When you hold a prisoner
Take him by the hand
What they come from
What they did

Timelessly intertwined
Walking on air we are
Leaving the rest behind 

Your touch, I melt
Sparkle in your radiance
Darkness scatters in your eyes
In our hands