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pleasure to pain
Can't turn the clocks back
On all my mistakes
Just try to look forwards
Take my foot of the brake
I live for each moment
Working hard to get

happy 
noooo

I look back on all the times at school 
People made me look like a fool
But now I see God used it as a tool
Can’t you see it’s all pretty

order steak.
You want beef than you’ll get served a gorgeous plate.
My bitch is gorgeous in the face.
And she love how I orchestrate.
Well conducted. But

Don't try to break through.
Can't run from me.
Beg for your gods now.
Get down on your knees.

Die for one another,
blissful.

Don't you understand

feel so alive
Like I will never die 

Sun and moon shit
Coming back once again 
I duck MFs 
You can't wake up to a hen 
I run to the duckets 
While they

hear it
Shut the fuck up you can suck my dick

Sometimes i just wanna cry
Took a step back
Nothing look alright I just wanna die
The world seems dead

he can't never be sober
Niggas be snakes so he toting the cobra
Kill everybody before he let them get over
Ain't have nobody he needed a shoulder
His

by your side 'cause don't wanna lose you, running away from the abuse, living life, falling apart everyday, and then I get lost in your eyes,

I've been to Vegas, New York and Hollywood
Wouldn't trade that time even if I could
Done a whole lot of living in a short time
Can't wait to get back

emotions put you through some obstacles
I had to let it go, holding on to hate wasn't optional
When I call on God, he give me strength to move mountains

the Grace
So I gave it my all man

Then everyone was saying
Let's get back to Jesus
Grace is the answer
To these evils that we seein'

No you can't do that
I

know where this going
Just watch my back when they aim for me
Conversion kits for the roster
We been locked in since good times was a closet
I cant

the type go back and forth, woo, woo
I just to catch em at the club by the bathroom
Had a homie stand guard or what have you
Now he talkin' to them boys like

trouble
Met miss karma don't ask me why you stumbled
Bangers by the loads get these bars by the bundle
Front laced up glued down with the pun though
Done

You know what to fill the bags up with
Public enemy number one, but in the future
They broadcast everything dumb
They can't show it

They know my name

the national anthem
They can't phantom the way you feel, with your hands behind the wheel
Quick to fire from the steel, but only get a suspense
Then back upon

Chickens on me, ain't no Popeyes
Heard he want some beef, okay I'm pullin' up with five guys
Hear me fly by, off this dope boy I be sky high
You can

straight (uh, yuh)
Fuck on your hoe by mistake (uh, yuh), yeah, huh
Bitch, I'm straight (uh, yuh, yuh)
Yeah, yeah

Bitch, I'm straight
Better fall back

erection 
Ima pretty nigga you tell by my reflection 

(Hook) I wake up everyday 
Like I just gotta get a bag
These niggas out here broke 
And they be going

To the house party

I'm bout to shoot the party up
But that's my lil secret
I'll let you suck my dick
But you can't keep it
Should've killed dawg at the Kickback

told me that she saw the heaven gates
Baby, I can't be with you till further notice
Cause I, I'm a high class nigga, you won't get on my side
Until

ever looking back like
See you through the rear view
Waving as I pass I'm
Seeing blurs, I'm keeping words, I keep my secrets there, right
Speeding

Fuck nigga can't flex on me
You and I really ain't ballin' the same
Like Hardaway to Chamberlain (bitch, I'm ballin')
I'm scuba diving when I call ya

Come here, baby
Come here and tell me why
Oh come here, baby
Come here and tell me why
That I get so excited when you pass me by

Well I don't