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Niggas be stunting, surrounded by frenemies
Niggas be viscious with negative tendencies

Hope that you got it on lock, if they pick it
They sticking you

pops on the couch laid out
Uncle Dirk used to shoot his 38 off
Right there by the bust stop
I was 13 hollerin bout police
Then he shot again yellin out

still catching plays servin' out of the Tesla
Bitch I’m like the Ace of Spades, I’m well known flexer
Touchdown, First day out, I might go and take yo

the moon
I'll end up where the stars align, aye
I'm burning down marijuana again
My folks done told me that it's louder than the music you with
You on a path

momma I cant blame you
Sometimes you be stuck up in ya ways but I cant change you
Just know that I still love you i'll never hate you
I was so down bad I

love being all by my lonely and matching myself, cause only in I who I trust
Copped me a zip and said fuck it and went made music on behalf of the buds

Frr frr frr yea
Shh shh shh yea
I been writing in the same notebook
For bout like 4 years
All the stuff I went through
By my self I ain't shed no

im ma best version
Who said i ain't God son
Nigga momma a Virgin
Try to take my I.D again, then up im turning
Down y'all going
Polarity shift
Keep yo

me about your world
You go to school, you got a job, and got a baby girl?
That's I'll because my momma was a single parent too
And I can see that in

run out of here
With tears in his eyes
If you loved me
You would've found you a church home up there in New York
If you loved me
You would've

the dream I flew so high
With nobody by my side
I seen an angel in my eyes
Said it's not okay to die
Just keep aiming for the sky and one Day we gon' reunite

I take my last breath I swear I’ll make you proud first, Yeah
And I put that on my momma
Before I sign that deal imma need some more commas
And you

then I'll see
Blow it up with the title card A-R-C

Smoking like it's the good days Bring it back like the golden age
That's the first stage blow up grow

Amen

It's okay, I'm down now
But I'll be up again
I ain't the best with money
Well that all depends
Rent is paid and bills still due
What that tell you!

for now I'll take pictures standing next to a fan
Till' momma love ain't gotta work or take suggestions again.
Back when I was out there selling

Swimming in your favorite hoe with the deep strokes I'm Daddy shark
Y'all niggas like baby momma drama please don't start
Y'all niggas just being do a lot

The moves that I'm making finna be so major
That Imma be on everybody and they momma radar
If you ain't on the wave, then I guess I'll see you later

don't like getting calls
If it's not my momma it's my poppa
If it's not my poppa it's this other friends asking for a favour
Here we go again damn

Pseudo Suicide

Oysterhead

The Grand Pecking Order

2001

remember when 
It didn't flow right from the pen
When it don't I'll carpenter again
Cause there ain't no cure for suicide
Once upon a greasy day 
I had

and go talk to pops
20 years to make up, I guess we'll talk a lot
Shoutout to momma even though we didn't have a lot
Your love would blind us from that

me the whole thing and I’ll move it all in a week
Really wanna make it I got dreams get a load hit the block
Hit the fiends go get it by any means

Selfish Gene

Walter Becker

Circus Money

2008

we'll meet again sometime
Don't see why and I don't know when
Maybe I'll catch you down at the daily
If you haven't moved on by then
Take a dollar

tethers
Momma thinking I was Heath Ledger
Diagnosing me with three letters
Don't know if I'll be better
I miss the old me
I've been so lonely
I can't