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to save the world?
Or was it just because I used to swipe the women and all the girls?
I'm the type of brother with the crazy extended hand kid
Dissed by

fucking to our song
It's Dr. Jones by Aqua it's a banger ya'll
When I see you and your eyes
All I feel is butterflies
And it's my oh my, we can die tonight

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small

SPACE LOVE <3 (Extended Version)

INTRO
Mama, I’m starting to feel lonely again. Mama, I think I need a helping hand Saviour, lift me from this

your own version sing along

La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la–la-la-la-la-la

whats it this week? perhaps a little game of poker?
or the import by

dem close by
It is a yaad man ting and wi fearless (oh nah na nahh)

So pon di version
A lyrics mi spit upon di version
A king Beenie-man mi a di

Picasso Baby

Jay-Z

Magna Carta...Holy Grail

2013

The modern day version
With better features
Yellow Basquiat in my kitchen corner
Go ahead lean on that shit Blue
You own it

Oh what a feeling
Picasso

cookie dough, love it when I hear her moan
Ain't talking 'bout the ice when I say I'm gone make it snow
Oh, oh, oh you are incomparable by far
There are no

didn't have you right by me
If I didn't have you right by me
And I was just learning to fly
Hurt myself too many times
Then you caught my eye
Yeah then you

WISH

Denzel Curry

Zuu

2019

He's heating up
Oh damn

Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woah there
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woah there
And I keep a Glock, nah,

to silent when my vibe needs some adjustments
I only fuck with I, and them deposits what I trust in
I'd rather sit in silence than be bothered by another

the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb

a god, let me be strong

I'ma vote for you
Oh, I'ma vote for you
I came from the sticks, we called it the crick
Surrounded by rednecks, I still wanted

a blitz
Oh, dead bodies in the road, Running money up by my dolo
I do not need a hoe, I might drop a bag on his dome if he speaking on me
I ain't give that

To clear my soul of negativity, you was a burden
I hear birds chirping, fuck you and I mean every version
Should've never fucked, I swear to God I'm allergic

All alone
Been talking my shit
All alone
Been talking my shit
Dismissed by the flick of my wrist
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Leave me lone

blinded by the cries of dead
Yeah
He's blinded by the cries of death



HOOK-

Consciousness is taking over 
Got them visions on my shoulder
I'm convinced

B-Boys|You so-called ballas still falling for decoys|You so-called rappers aint playing by my rules|The fact is, they can't do what I do|Hey baby ' get a load

everything good is destined to end
It's destined to end
Ain't no use tryna think about it just cry, it's fine
Girl, I'm all on my own, you hitting my line, I

nigga, here we
Here we go
Crenshaw Boulevard, everywhеre niggas hard
Left on Vernon by my auntiе's front yard
No disrespect or disregard
Shout out

The earlier version by the Hart Valley Drifters is:
I am a roving gambler
I've gambled all around
Wherever I meet with a deck of cards
I lay my money down
Lay

resilient
Counting blessings by the triplet
Y'all act so chilling, yet I got more fear in my silhouette
Media looking at us like we militants
I see BS up in

I'll shoot the stars out of the sky 
Just to let you know
My own version of my life
Baby, just so you know
Understanding all my statements
You keep

as a kite
I always knew you wasn't down to ride
Was in the dark I had cut on the light
30 round glizzy it stay by my side
I never planned for this shit to go