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to get high, get creative
Making music, rhyming words
We write our names with a heart on a wall
Go for for walks, by the river
Tipsy walking, got the liver

my youngins
"Be what you believe in"
Even if you got to walk alone
Just keep dreaming
The light is within
Can't you see my soul beaming?
Now I do what

fours still the same

Now the Hippopotamus was just like the Rhino
Lived upon the land and used to graze
He never went near the river or the waterhole

see them
When it comes to your problems it's never your fault
I'm so done with solving them do it on your own
I need me for myself
Gotta walk away from

And God I used to live so many lives
Talking to the ghosts on my walk home
To the notes in my cellphone
To myself, and I remind her that I like to be alone

Ghost on blast
For cast all night
Kid with the curse don't need advice
Bitch I walk like Jesus Christ
Dead, Dead by day, real shit at night
808s

we are stoned
Maybe you could walk away
And I'll never beg you to stay
You're my annabelle lee
Laying over by the sea
Come along with me
My sweet

u like
kiss me and tease me baby we can go all night
walk with me baby well stall by.
just take my hand and u will never be the same again

and I'll walk with the shame
Sister said wear that shit like your name
Learn from mistakes or nothing gonna change
Whatchu gonna do when all these homies end

day but never different shit
The same old fucking instances
I search for peace of mind
But not too sure of what I'll find
Sometimes the answers ain't

one last time
My stained heartbeats
My black lung breathes
and we'll never walk alone

by
Than grind baby grind
Find your sinful shine
We're all heathens down below
We heard the Pilots say
I know I cursed that God
More than once or twice

told you that's 4sho tho
Wanna walk on sandy beaches with my baby by my side
Maybe buy a Lambo then I take ya for a ride
Just tell you what's up you tell

sycophantic, see you doing damage and I walk my path alone
I'm calling out to you people, but y'all won't pick up the phone
This is the art war
All I'm really

You're losing faith dear
My sin will prolong your strife
Your beautiful creation of
The ending of my life
As we walk past the flowers
Past

decisions
I came out pretty fly with visions on visions like

Looking back, all alone I needed favours
Like I was owned by a couple slavers
And I didn't mind

night
Realest nigga in the booth right
Boy we up that stick we ain't never had to do fights
Real nigga i'm flyer than sky zone
We done made some plays off

in the shower
Ended up in the Bedroom
Made a mess in the bathroom
She even taught a nigga tricks that I never even seen before
She the teacher

like to talk down I know
They keep saying I should sell my soul
Where I grew they'd never walk the road
Intuition told me when I should go
Yeah, and they

by all my fears
Fear of death
Fear of life
Fear connection
Fear rejection
Here's the lesson
Sun is setting
They're subjecting
No elective
It's

at the end of it all
Everyone in my sphere of influence
Came in here to ball
I walk this road
If it's alone
Know that I stand tall
Know I love you
I'm still

I inhabit a lost soul
Voided far in the unknown
I walk alone
I'm drowning in pure gold
That I can not hold
I'm chained to my past life, I get visions

fist yeah fuck all the noise
When I turn 21 ima start toting toys
Model 66 yeah call me cowboy
That's a 5 round clip better not miss
Hope I never ever

On whether or not ya like HipHop
If so then were friends
Rollin the bleezy with my last bit o bud
Whether alone or with the homies I'm always smokin it tough