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ain’t for me
I felt that way since 16
And I don’t write about her because this shit therapy
Oh yeah I’m talkin bout me
You know that shit you can't see

killing me
Shots automatic like i had semis on me
Too busy shooting the opps
Black with some power , something like static shock
I got a lot to lose, but

mindful of it’s own nervous rage
Feel like nothin but we want something
To lean on to run to to stand for to show you
We they him myself her them I’m by

bitch
I still be surrounded by clout chasers
Too much for my taste but that’s the industry
I’d tell you who I’m finna be
You wouldn’t believe it
It’s

of encouragement
And just like Kdot I need something for my nourishment

I'm on fire so I got scars on my neck
Placing wires, always covering my back
Lil paranoid,

it up a notch and look for something better
Someone interested in angels y el Rey de Reyes
And epic venturas como lo hace Angel Reyes
Someone whose go

still as fuck 
They wasn't looking for us
Black tar hit harder than your father did
Can't stop pawn shop robbin' do not buzz us in 
By the time yo ass

Yeah this that young black and excellent
Came a long way from the days of talking bout depressing shit
Came a long way in this game but still far

to step back
I didn’t tell you ‘cause that’s not my way
Steaming in it ‘til it all goes black
Days in days go by and it’s still not right
It’s time for me

the grass
Save that crap for some other class
  
I'll put ya on
Like a Qanon Bible Thumper
Thats Facts
Like a Qanon Bible Thumper
I'll put ya on
Like a Qanon

bet they know now sharper than a pair of spurs buddy I’ve been ace high
Anybody willing to be broken down thoroughly by the kid it seems ya brain left

are disgusting
Christmas farts 
They're really, really bad
Christmas farts 
I'll tell you bloody something
Christmas farts 
They'll make your family sad

to a check plus
Effs success for breakfast
Next up
Yes I hopped up in that black x truck
Hit jmoney phone
And we plotting on some Tesla’s
I feel
It in the air

As the rain begins to shine, on what is left of mine
No time for waiting, I gotta be patient
It escapes me everytime
As your hand rewinds my soul

I be pushin' weights, of that dank 
Hoe what'd you thank, that's double stank
Dem boys get a whiff, it be another day
4 pounds of pressure for

This goes out to everyone who will be deeply offended by this song but catching themselves singing it anyway
You're welcome motherfucker
Everyone’s

By standing firm, you'll win your soul
Luke 21:19, for those that don't know
You must abide in the Son, you must abide in the Father
You must abide

got nothing to lose
But there's something in the Deep
Attracted by their Greed
Mighty fangs surrounding the Ship
Pulling it

Down
Into Darkness
The Cold

putting my trust up in these hoes cause I want something new 
Don't you niggas call me yo lil brother cause I ain't never fuck with you 
Cause none

amazing 
Half a kid that couldn't pay his rent
Everyday I think I'm grateful
Couldn't do it without patience
My pace slow to get peso's 
So I paid for that

Damning rain fell
Through the wide open sky
His path was made clear
He has come for us all
Famous was his tale
As old as time
But now the black wind

I hope for day that's not so cloudy, maybe more sunny
Thinking I'll make it, I'm fakin', just call me a dummy
'Cause I'm blinded by darkness but

That's just a reason code
For why pick this nigga to noose
Passed a counterfeit bill
Got some skittles and juice
Give us something to say 
Other than oops

Waiting, waiting for something to lose
Hanging in a world that fears to choose
And I myself fear to make decisions
World, laws, society took away