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Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man

New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always

And in the end it's just another disappointment

Just another formula for self sabotage
Friendship generator posted up in my garage
Only member of my

boy to grown man thirteen toting glocks
He use to be chill was a nerd in school
Passed classes straight A’s that’s what he deemed cool
His family was

If all it took was luck
I would already be struck
Yeah caught by the good life
Waiting to wake up
But it's more like disaster
Born as a bastard

minimum
The worst here to come
Filled up and drained out
Still up I wait now
Was it all just a test
Long to let myself be consumed by regret

The fame is in

Emily

Joanna Newsom

Ys

2006

Flanked by furrows, curling back, like a match held up to a newspaper
Emily, they'll follow your lead by the letter
And I make this claim, and I'm not

Gunned up and clapped quick
The suckers by the Beach get
Gunned up and clapped quick
Run and point that 32 and
Make ‘em sicker than Magic, vóilà
If I ever

Timeless tale of a boy and girl
Could've grown up together
But the girl was always too shy
And then she met someone 
So she kept letting the years go

are going through my head right now
Shit I'm grown
I ain't wrong
For not picking up the phone right now

Love is way to dangerous
It can put a knife

been out here lost i been tryna find my way home
When you do it by yoself thats the shit that make you strong
Im grown na i aint never lookin for no

Why do they look at him sideways
(He's just a kid)
I remember what the damn grown-ups said
(You just a kid)
Didn't listen they was spittin' nonsense

Hollin out Preach
Big boy call me papa Flo
Love the kids til they too grown
Niggas too Grown to be bitchin like women and barking like they got some heels

Graduated from the kid now I'm Renz 
Got up off my backside
Now I'm at my best by a landslide
Too turnt said that we gonna prosper in the end
Grow ya

grown
I won't save her for ya
Hell to the naw
Bria tendencies
She'll be in the front seat
Passenger in a slab
Or court side by Joel Embiid
She's a bread

act, all that hate I took
Now I'm grown up and I'm very reserved
Wonder if all that pain that I took was deserved
Not at the time cause I was just a kid

He was a little youngster
Pumped up kid
Wannabe rockstar
Met her too young
Scared of the altar

Now he's grown up
Wondering why he left her
He's

I did this shit by myself and all on my own
Everybody sat there and they asked if I was really grown
Man I sat there everyday just tryna make my pain

together
And the kids have all grown up and moved away
But they still come home to visit from the City
And the gran kids love to stay we take life day by day

the talking
Tryna get my peez up
Off another banger
I put my all in
You cant tell man
This aint my calling
I dont mind
If im not loved by any
Im more than

I'll always be by your side 
Just lift up your head 
Let me follow you all the way down 
Going into the valley of strength 
I will be right there with

peoples up until they're never seen a-fucking-gain!
Cuz I've grown tired of you phony ass rappers
All pretending that you're "thugs", but in reality you're

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, oh, oh
Do what I, hey, hey
They do what I say
They do what I say
We get paid by the week
Paid by the week
We

Picking up all the pieces
Of a shattered stone
If you know you can reach it
Go it alone

Separate all the leeches
To find your tone
The ones beneath

When I'm in the darkest valley
I know your love surrounds me
I hear your voice calling my name
It's not just the words you've spoken
You pick me up