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went wrong  
Clout chasing ridin waves to get on 
The difference is I put time in my songs 
Splittin wigs
Bitch I'm takin the throne 
Bringin smoke dat

diamonds be dripping on me 
So I stay with A pipe
Boy don't get victimized 
We pull up 
And pop out the cut 
He got caught by surprise
I really bleed for

good
You don't want ordinary love so girl what's happening
We can just get away and leave this place for good

We ain't ever get the time right
We just

them wrong

Satan hate me 
Won't leave me alone

I must be 
doing something right

I think he know
I serve the lord

When you serve him
Life gets tougher

Put that nasty ass blunt away
You can smoke that shit when you get home
Here… light this shit.. Hit that shit right here
You feel that
Roll that shit

Huuh... How am I going to say this
Do I got the right words
I don't know, hey
Really want to chase it thinking you can taste it
Don't wanna be in

he's special
Even at his lows
So he learnt to spend more time with himself
Than by himself
'Cause he knew, he knew he was going to do great things
Never

I don't want to take my time
I don't care if we do it right
But you want to see the shadows rolling by
And moving into light
I don't want to see my

show you some love
Now your on the road all by yourself
Now your in your own head with no one else
God for bid you stay just little bit longer
Your such

the one
To take your 'round this world
And see the possibilities

I'll be right by your side my dear
Take care of everything you need
So please
Let me be

Came around again but where were you
When you told me lies that I saw right through
If the passions gone, what's left to lose?
When tension's not

baby got a proposition
Stick by my side and I can show you different
Yeah
Cause yo last man he ain’t shit
He can’t put it down like this
Write a track

There's somebody in the window
Was it you
Was it you
Sometimes I wonder if they are looking down on you
Down on you
And the years go by and the days

the trash
Niggas riding by in they whip I see them fucking laugh
If bitches saw this shit we talking no pussy
No kitty no titties and I would neva hit the
All

shit up
I crashed the whip oh fuck had to get it fixed up
Come get your bitch she on the cup, man this lil bitch can't sit up
I'm jus by my lonely

The guy who sits behind me in math class clears his throat every 10 fucking seconds
And every time that he does, I wanna turn around and punch him

Highschool gangs don't get along
All the time the same old song
Something about the picture just ain't right
There's gonna be a bloody fight

Must

idea, too

You've had a lot of time
A lot of moments spent watching our lives go by
People grow up, too impatient to wait
Why's it all gone so fast

Let's

like
If I want it, I see it, I buy it, it's mine
Id, ego, super, id: Freudian mind
Manage a Mercury hell of a time

That's right 

Alright Solo tonight

a flip
I'm right
You'll get left if you a bitch
Putting it on my life
I'll strike 
Like lightning 
If you're a snitch
Shake dice
Break rice in the newest

I spend too much time projecting intellectual
Implying future-perfect, well
That makes no sense
It’s only tense after all
I confessed
In my passive

no queens
We do it by any means
The way she looking at me I’m calling her Billie jean
Don’t trip it’s all apart of the illusion
I’m on they lied it’s

real, so enlightening
There’s no one like me
There’s a storm in the sky
Put my kite in the air
I’ll get burned by the fire
So why would I dare?
I’m

Parking Lot
Looking like she’s just been hit by a
Thundershot
Inspiration flooding into her
Fingertips
It rolls through her hips
Pours out her tongue