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touching the mic,
Me and a crap rapper, nothing alike,
'Cause they crap, and I'm not,
Could you demonstrate? Why not,
Let me take this little opportunity so

the voiceless and gagging up maidens 
Everytime I try to tell my friends
I get silenced or ignored just like they did
Nothing is okay we just pretend, I'm like

Playin wit my mans imma end yo fucking life hoe 
Everybody sit da fuck down n follow procedures 
It's  about to be some casualties n here n ion need it 
We

Can you feel the heartbeats, echo through your bones
Those little fingers the great big world unknown
When I think about you it makes me cry, for I

understand I got a day, and I would start to think of you
There's 10 seconds, I'm about to win it all bitch
I was flipping, flipping packs up in the halls

chrous:
you can run but you can't hide,
i will be right by your side,
cause i've thinkin' about you,
'coz i've been thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin'

nothing here left for you
I cannot be the girl that you want me to be, feelin' free
This time it's all about me

[CHORUS]

And I'll get back to you baby,

my fault but she's lost all the love that she had and that we should just brrr
Ok I don't think you get what I'm trying to say but
We need to talk
I

but
I’m-a I’m already name Brand
And y’all can talk about my gym shoes
But them joints don’t break
And my worth is not determined by
How much I make

the sea
You lie to me
(Yeah!)

I counted all my secrets for you 
(I trusted you)
I thought you would stay by my side 
But nothing was ever alright
But you

days and
Your best friend thinks your dead
And yet she taste like ice cream
Fucking on her livestream
Fantasy without a dream
Dirty line about some seed

a source of strength through difficulty
The world's a comedy to those who think
Here's a knowing wink, if you blink you'll miss this
The business of laughter

You're a bitch to the crown
Keep your own people down
You've got nothing to protect
But you're keeping the sect
For your own damn brothers you got no

F*ck these n*ggas think we be like riding round listening to that soft sh*t all day (doot doot doot) yea we like all that sh*t n*gga!

(Chorus)
It ain’t

Frigid with no mrs. a mf rigid, 
Missing who i was, old me was more forgiving, 
I speak on shit i see when they think I’d avert my gaze, i wasn’t

sharks, yeah ayy
It's Lando, yo bitch know, don't
Let yo bitch go, nigga

Ha ha ha ha, I think I'm finna punch a car
Whole gang newest BAPE
That's a bunch

like a wild card 







Wild card ion wanna play that wild card 

cll about percentage that you give it's like a pie chart 

I ain't got no mild heart,

in the belly of the beast
A two-headed state, way they operate and think
We are separated now by continent and sea
And over here they talk about "the

faced with so much pain and I hate it
I only see my fears with my closed eyes
Lay awake
Stare into the low light
No time to think about how life goes by

Bullets faster than you probably think

Lil bro tryna score some hat tricks
That's three bootings and nonstop shankings
Bruckback leave your OG's plankin'

you go away)
Until my dying days (ooh, yeah)

Uh, I wanna know what makes
You wanna be with me? Give me a reason
By, everything that you see in me
I

nigga
Trill nigga can't take a loss
Imma blow up like boston
These niggas get mad at me cause I'm saucin
My diamonds be blinding I think
That it is

and doesn’t work for me — yeah.
(And) I can see,
right through you,
a million miles away.
(And) aaaaaaall you think about is yourself!

So …

CHORUS 1
(LEAD)

so if
They say "Blow your fuckin' brains out"
I'll blow your fuckin' brains
Out! Nothing personal
Ya understand? I just haven't been myself

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