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do it
I'm over myself
I'm ready to fly
I don't need your help
I'm getting by
You can wish me well
This is not goodbye
Even if I fail
Don't leave my

the signs like a private i
In the dark of night, I got tired eyes
But I still keep going to ignite your minds
Yes the price the high, but the converse is

Give me a second just to get my thoughts together 
You've been talking forever 
And I'm running out of time 
You need to realize 
I'm going to lose

she don't give a shit
What's the point of waking up when all of your friends are dead

I'll light another smoke and I'll crack another beer
I don't want

were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind me sayin'
I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some advice""

tragic, yeen fuckin' with it
Now come on down to the magic city
And they say it's real tragic, yeen fuckin' with it
First off nigga, I'ma start by sayin'

Are ya homesick for it?
Or are you tired of the body you grew up with?
Wanna ticket outta this?
Perhaps just a bus ride, a little way to waste your

of the same
I need vision
I need fight
I need truth that's less polite
Give me some honest answers
Need new faith
And need new places
Tired of all the same old

Walk in the street with your arms around me
It's a feeling I may never forget
All week I wait just to watch it float away
But I wanna go & do it

Infernal flames in my brain
Infernal flames in my brain
Infernal flames in my brain
Infernal flames in my brain

Torture chair till your visage gives shivers

Baby, just give me a second
I want you to answer my questions Tired of bein' alone at night
I'm blinded by the light, tryna get you home
I'm in my feels

could dump a ten, give me bout a week
In the lanes, bad-backin', with my brudders switching seats
I ain't never hit a lick, I grab my phone and hit

we gotta
Double date
One for the
Funeral
And another
One just For the wake

Just called his
Nigga Rico
Lil nigga
Hold your weight
Just called his mans

creep in telling me to 
Try something new on the side

But even when I feel out of luck
I could never give up
What's the point of living
Doing what you

Runners
Had us sporting in 4s
Smell the cantu on your hair
From the cream you pour
But it doesn't stop me
From pouring cream on the floor

Im madddddd

nobody who gon' waste my time
And I don't know when I'll start loving again
Right now I'm just looking for a friend
Text me when you're on your way
But you

higher
Like I don't even know how to get tired
This isn't even a fire, I was just lighting a match

So all of you living a lie or
Am I just smoking

smoking dope and getting paid
I'm getting paid for it
I had to GO
Cause the bitch had me waiting
Taking all the xans man I swear I be blanking
I don't give

none of them know my name
Blackened eyes and tired lungs
Cry out to the one
I’ve tried so hard to touch
I pray out loud for broken homes
And am answered

root them everywhere
Still all slaves
It’s like the more you claim your innocent the more you rot
Shoot me don’t rescue me
How the fuck I’m supposed

can't keep in
I'm powerless against it
Can't contain the resentment
Is there still time to make amends?
If it's not botched beyond repair
Just give me

one to see, nowhere to be
Whats happening to society

Tired of the 9 to 5, my life's worth more than nickels and dimes
Got me committing crimes, just

You got hit by an apple and it was harder than Newton (your phone)
I'm speaking facts, and all of them been proven
It's never bout the speed, it's all

Rain

Beborn Beton

Fake

spent on the thought
You may have ruined my life
I'd rather wrap you in wire

Suddenly the rain is falling down on me
And I see clearly
Finally your