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we like
The smell of romance fills the air
There’s love in every gift we share
2 of us kissing here by candlelight
Under the Mistletoe tonight
It’s our

made in his image then call US by our names
Intellects do not believe in God but fear US just the same
And all I know is pain
And pain is one with love

she want the drugs she want the molly
She go by Imani, down to ride I call her holly
Man inna lobby, she sending text telling him sorry
Back out

through the door
Lure by Lord
Wishing for
Their were four
Different form of entities with swords
To end this in one - two - three
Anymore of that paper pay

glo that shit don't ring bells 
First one running to deans u da one to tell 

Talk about all I do is play 2k
If anything u the one always getting played

a woman 
(Yeah, a symbol of freedom) Cause historically men have felt a God-given right to both

So rule #1 - Fuck you. And rule #2 - Fuck you, too
And rule

already know how a Young nigga move
Get these bitches, Bust down by the twos
Soon as I'm done they get passed to the group
Eviction notice, tell these hoes

Why did you kill Raheim
That's right I like my Indians too (Indians too)
Kale Pin 
Damn Ricky, them call him Mr. two fingers
Adam likes to go down

I’m only a letter away
Two hours by plane
So my love don’t be scared of the rain as it
Falls down on this lonely town
And you just want to go home
But

I won't be here for the summer
Call on your friends and have fun by the time
I will be watching the skyline
Breathing in silence
Grieving alone I'll

we Inbetween 
I be on the next 
I be doing things that I don't suggest 
The way I move 
I just what's best 
Pray to god 
So he can keep me blessed 
I

fruit, if they test then they lose 
I paid dues see they fools, get jumped by eight dudes 
Call them April's gifted with the flow, baptism beneath monsoon

and dro
Sick of the fakest of hoes who only show up cuz you on
Grind in my twenties, got millie's at 30, a trillionaire by 44
Don't tell me shit 'bout no

bread up 
And keep a 7 of that medical tucked cause we don't operate by regular rules
Plenty bitches gave up on me like im average 
I went back inside

she always wanted 
You don't need all the answers 
I'm running now

Two in the morning she calls my name
I need a little break from you

Caught between

Been making music and writing songs for over a decade
And not a person that's helped me, it's all been handmade
Cause writing songs is my daily

his mind a couple screws is loose 
He been hanging by his lonely he's a lonely noose 
Verbal abuse to give u a feeling similar to misuse
Of a drug

Unlucky it's considered to be by some 
That number we call a dozen and one 
Frightens me so we don't speak of it none 

Them pesky thoughts we often

imagine all the matches in talent that will not call it ratchet
Look me up on google I'm in Orlando like I do magic bitch
STOOPID

lolas
Check, check, check
Lola means grandma, but let me flip the grammar
I'ma tell you my definition of this beautiful mama
See I think Lola means

the car in your high beams
Head froze slow mo till your moon lands
Revived by the moon man, humming to rock the ground
Release one step two step, climbing

slip you ain't that clutch
Thought you'd get it by now
I don't need you as much
Solo dolo you can call me Cudi
The kid is strong he don't nobody
Part two

Golden light shines on the street
And the sky is smiling bluer than blue
Some magic is playing on my feet

Keeping my head on by not
Picking up your

gods call

Im back like mike myers i claim hickory hall

And best believe i aint livin by lettin no cards fall

Ima raider throwback blow allum in