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me back
Nine to five ain't the way to live a life
Cause three stacks
Ain't enough
When you get it by the month
And they take about a third
Just for

their noses up
Like they know
What is she doing here
Where did she come from
Who let her drive right by and down
The roads of Rumor Town
Rumor, Rumor,

back up in the eighties
Slick sick wit it, Got muthafuckin' rabies
I ain't no slowin' up,
Fuck "driving Ms. Daisy"
Shorty hella qualified
Gave her what

Cold cold shoulder you were
All the rage
The room lit up lit up
Whenever you would hit the stage
Free fall free fall oh
We were waiting by the train

deep I'll swim tonight
(I want to know)
I want to know everything we'll do
Baby if you let me, girl it's up to you 
I ain't trying to force it no
I ain't

Switched up when I got it
Staying back into my zone
Been tryna float away from Home
Hardbody nigga wanna thug it By my lone
I don't want no people round here

voice on the line
But how could I watch you go by
So I pick up and say hey…
Tell me about your day
Tell me about your day

We go back and forth
And press

is dying my mans just got hit 
Bullets named karma coming back like a bitch 
Cause they spiteful as shit and they might through a fit 
They spoiled

on the go but can't go back and forth because that's the wrong way
Yeah these niggas mad I don't drip how they drip I white tee and some jays
And I went from

through the valley, My fault I was so damn dumb
I got caught up in my ways,
Choosing friends over family
You stayed by my side, don't stay By my side
I

to bring back the lights
Go backwards
I say, hey man you scare me so easily
Why don't you learn from your misery
Down, giving up the race
Down, now you take

smoking by myself
Some nights I like tearing up myself
I'll sing the eulogy all by myself

Last night I wanted to die
I Don't know how I survived
Let's mess

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Growing up feeling like
Everything you do just fails
Still we prevail
Weighing food up on the scales hitting sales, I set sail
If your black and get

nothing get to her (No!)
But, this weed got her trancing
Ya girl disappeared, looked up, caught her dancing (ha)
Fucking on her frined in the back, caught

MY SEXYGIRL
Written By Anthony Thomas Sr. 
Produced by Ras Fiery

INTRO TALK:
Ahhhh…
MY SWEET SEXY GIRL
YOU MEAN THE WORLD TO ME
MY WHOLE WORLD 
I

I can't think of any other way to do it
On a beat by Chan, and you know we bumping to it
Grew up in the hood, education was the grind
Now I'm fly

This summer I'm hoping
For peace by the ocean
I can't spend it frozen again
Locked up in my bedroom
A million songs I done went through
But I can't

I can fall
Seven times and
Rise up
I won't leave space to
Deliberate
It's thanks to
The Lord that
I got this
I ain't gon' miss
When I take up aim
I

One by one like dominoes
It's either Uber Eats
Or police knocking at my door
Giving up my last resort
Can't go out like Papa Roach
Eating good dawg
We

a society
Reside under powers that be
They preside over you and me
By design we're never quite free
And since you have no right to leave
You should get down

healthy - 
She stepping in channel 
Shake the dust off do my walk 
Couldn’t stay up on the shelf 
(X2)

(Bridge) 

Yeah did it by my self 
If you hate I

Lord, hear me please, oh, hear this, God

Rose from the mud all by myself
I ain't have a place to go
Time from the judge he facin'
With

Light Tunnels

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

This Unruly Mess I've Made

2016

Last night the skies turned purple
And past lives in light tunnels
Light tunnels

In the back of a town car, staring at myself in a tux