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I'd like to tell you all about a little place called Sunnyville Valleytown
The kind of place where the sun perpetually shines and houses faces frozen

think this just a song

Bitch Don't expect no metaphors
Cause this right here some real nigga talk 
Mhen the devil knows I hunger for more than diamonds

and fifties they all my friend's
I'm surrounded by dead president's
I ain't got time to be hesitant bought a new crib a new residence
Several figures they keep

is a mountain
I see when I'm counting
Coins that'll get me a young taxi to town,yeah
Take a walk around here
Might leave feeling down,eh
My

want we never gon tell never gon show
Lil Timmy got a fake ass dicks
She think she on some deep ass shit
Just leading young kids going off on only fans

the eternal. So it looks like. Always!
It's eternal, loving you day by day.
It's eternal: please smile and enjoy!
It's eternal. A defeat around your corner.

legend like Wheezy
Georgia girls kind of peachy
Hard to see like Stevie (aye)
What you mean by this B
I'm too hot I need an A-C (gang)
Man I'm always

of everyone, why she was the one to get by
Now she's bagged with five others, all the same colour, shape and size
She's flying across the ocean with her friends

daughter really was.
Katie texted Annie in need of a buzz.
By seven thirty five she was shotgun in Annieu0027s truck,
Doinu0027 donuts in the dirt neither

reckless
One thing I never do is act like I be helpless
The boy be running to the money like an athlete
How I be jumping over hurdles and it's by grace
Into

Prices high, proud to pay tho
Specially after my case closed
My first son plays ball at SC and he's going off
You should not disrespect my second son

And with my pen
I would stow them away into obscurity

I remember when my lines were
Rooted in genuine love not insecurity
You see, I used to be a poet
I

every night, living life right
Talking shit, getting lit, not a drug in sight
Just living in the moment you know we were taking flight
Not a worry in

Every minute is a mile, dear
Check to check, year to year
My heart is neither there nor here
It's somewhere out on the open road
Hoping that it might

It's crowded wherever you look. The lottery is played, mostly by the book. There's too many people in here. Somethings gotta give, someones gotta go.

Dusty bottles in a dim lit bar
Lip stained glasses left with cherry scars
Her and tequila
Calling my name
She said sit right here young boy
I play

spirit
Needs release
I refuse to die
By the hands of the beast

For the Son of Man
Is come to save that which was lost
For the Son of Man
Is come to save

fool's gold
Creating a habitation was only her memo
Masked by the mystery of her sunken enemies
She always did the best for me
Never pressing me she left

Now every morning I open my eyes I be grateful
Cause the folks that navigate around my side be so hateful
When they see you coming downward in your

(Oh Oh Woah, Oh Oh Woah
I miss you, I wrote this, yeah)

Everywhere I go I be taking my ID
Reason being if I die they can identify me
I don't know if

S.O.G
The sons of God
If you don't look like your father, there's probably a problem
Doubts and accusations of scandal is what they're calling

Dear God, make me a bird
So I can fly far, far away from here
See I been laying dormant for a while, nigga
Just had a child
So I figured I'd buy some

Young guns good ones high as a kite
He said she said put a bigger fight
I’ve had enough

They play a better game throw a little light
Everyone’s

HcVEN'T McDE c DIME
BUT I'LL cLWcYS FIND c WcY TO GET BY
YOU KNOW WHY? I'M JUST c REGULcR GUY

THE LIGHTS GO DOWN, THE MUSIC ENDS
HIT THE ROcD cGcIN cND