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with a lean hoe, sweat
I keep it pumping and shit, got a couple hit
Only problem is streams low
Feel like a dream but I lean over
Fall out the bed hurt

never pictured it that way
Gat spray body fall, a casket, people mourn
Late night booty call, another bastard born

Families are torn apart by financial

the pastor snapping
And all you little bastards acting
Up probably won’t like my reaction
You whack as fuck
Is it trial by fire or another baptism
A little

that u a leaguer
Imma outta yours i just entertainem for the liquor
I call em cord
Cause i unplug if he suspicious
I be bored
But i fall in love by

now
You see the truth is, music was never one, girls by the twos, now they coming for funds ok
Three, four, five, six watch em fall quick
Shoutout

out of sight 
Not tonight boys, not tonight 
I got 96-octane pumping through my veins 
And a flood of adrenaline racking through my brains

Chorus
I

and spend it on something that's worth all your time (Woah)
Dotted lines gon' close up with you trapped inside
Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide 'til you

dough, then ima go
I might just block you, like leave me alone
I do not talk to them boys, 'cuz they jokes
I'm not twenty-one this a knife to your throat
I

Don't look at me like I'm crazy
I don't wanna perform for you
I don't wanna act like the other boys do
I wanna wake and I wanna run
I wanna stand out in

and licks
Was influenced by the likes of Good City, Mad Kid
Had music on my mind, as I was dancing out the crib
Knew my worth, even when they made me feel

Italian I amore
Leave her sticky like a s'more
She wanna fall in love I might whore
I'ma beach boy by the sea shore
Smoking big gas gotta have more
It's

bring it out they
See it was so cracken
One of them see my ring
He said am a cult boy
God have mercy that's
How they destroy
Was asked to call my
Dad that

in whips (haaan)
Time to smoke 'em up
Put that boy in the air (rrrr)
I'm like "who's that creeping through my window" (huh)
He was working with

and your ass still planted
My nigga level up a couple levels up
I remember I lost found my way to the bucks
Started out the mud from the corner to the plug

make
I don't know how much more I can take
R17
Blurred vision is my repetitious fate
Why do you party
All these thugs up in my space
To get R17
Stay out

shii popping I'm gon say it to your face
Phones ringing every line
Think you busy Make the time
What a time to be alive to hear the boy dropping dimes

been about it
I felt this buzz since a boy
Straight outta Charlotte
Had to close off some doors
I Thought about it
Let's go and make us a story
I'm in

First of all
We was cool and all
We would bump heads but not daily
How did we fall
You would never call
These assumptions drivin you crazy
I got

metaphors have got me bricked up
When I'm not it's just a weight
On my day to day life
Like a boy made of timber
I'm not tryna stress about you
I'm not even

moving numbers
Trip and they stumble, fall flat on their faces
Divine vernacular art, preschoolers tryna trace it
From that southern state symbolic

we got bills, the rate, it don't stop
The stress, it build up, the pain, it gets hot

So don't drop and fall, you could lose your life
Bruise when I

When autumn leaves fall to the ground And their colors change red and brown
The smell of chestnuts roasting in the air
That's the snow, she's almost

hearts
Right from the start
You can't tear us apart
He's always by our side
Oliver
He used to be Smoliver
Now he's Tall-iver
Always gives it his all-iver

Thinkin' where it began,
This wasn't part of the plan,
Turned to more than a friend,
Down by the lake w/your hand,

Said I love you,
Say I love you