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You lost your shit when I said I don't trust you
But, how you get that pissed when I say I don't trust you?
Went from claiming that you had me

cant let go
Please stop talking to me before I put you in a K-hole, okay hoe
I could never bow to a god youll see me in hell
What are these visions that

the waters you like to call me Water
You only here for fun back home you got a daughter
I think I'm in a trance a little hypnotized
By the way ya dance and da

Feeling like I'm drowning but you love to keep on pushing the throttle
You found me next to a bottle
And watched me make a fool of myself
You're always so

the limit
Hard to see you from here fruits of my labor plant the roots in there
Check the temperature you should never tell me boy you talking to a timber

of the way that i work
Through things is just by talking
and as i speak there is literally a cardinal
You are the snake that
Slithers in my grass
Slips through

Okay, I maybe wrote this song but I ain't talking about you
I don't like to play along with all these games that you choose
Really wrote a sad song

on Instagram
I bump down, do not hide

Get off, no drive bys
Say your goodbyes, get off
Freak bitch on side of me, inside of the coupe
And no, I don't date her

I could start with birth or a profound event
That drove me from boy to man
But I will get straight to the point
To when I began to see the pattern

walked
I was writing raps before she started talking
Now it's Hawsa "Mr. Don't Talk To Me, I'm On Top"
I used to be "Hawsa That Got Bullied By The Jocks"

So I'm probably just going to be by my lonely
But that's good though it sounds like you had a pretty good day
I love going grocery shopping and shii

SUMMER LOVE
cll music and lyrics written by caron Paterson

I could hear them talking through the telephone
I could hear them singing on the radio

talking more than a beaucoup
Fully loaded and bloated still don't know why I feel coo coo
Still the music keep flowing and I stay smoking like choo choos

And we shooting 'round the block (woo)
Sixteen almost got shot, by a cop, cause we had Glock (brrt)
Posted in the kitchen
Like Chef Murda, cooking up

I seen you in my dream
Maybe you just at the crib and you been MIA
I swear this ain't real
Talking to God how I cope
Otherwise I don't really know how

I move back I'll fly pass you
Talking it out the problem was impractical
It was in practice to solve the problem
By xing out character
And adding

You're so dangerous and baby, I'm amused
When you walk in everybody's talking about
What you're gonna do
While, I'm waiting for the night to begin

I had
Always thought our fates would whisk us far away
Growing up by your side almost every day
Getting shown the ropes together


And I knew
All

Every note I hear
Talking 'bout you and me
Nos larmes
Trying to get over
Underwhelming thoughts
Sans toi la la
J'ignore toutes les raisons
Everything

dwell
Always found it hard to respect people who don't respect me as well
Must mean I be respecting myself
If it ain't what you expect then maybe you

Rap Game Goku
Don't ask why she callin me
You know that she come for the sex
Don't ask why we keep on the block
You know that we count up a check

haters  clueless
It's rival, I'm a nuisance, me and Konceptz we the coolest,
Talking down, get muted, getting money is the blueprint!
I stay paid, in many

Pictures with no atmosphere
No clothes on underneath
You don't know what I'm talking about
So you smile through your teeth

You make me chew

I've buried trauma under trauma
I'm haunted by it
Karma's been talking lots of shit
On my persona she's too far gone
I'll try to be honest
Not