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bring
Some candy
Even if you want to share me
Is your blood sugar low?
Now you find the right one top
Your cake can be divided a lot
If you

motion
Bitch I’m onto something I know this 
High key not low key aye Ben Frank my homie
Don’t be tryna talk to me if it ain’t bout no money
Your

slut getting fucked by like five guys
You were in and out dicks connect like it's Wi-Fi
Getting rammed getting ram dignity's like bye-bye
You a bitch

Just like it's Donkey Kong
Matter fact, speaking of apes
Go throw a monkey bomb
The waves getting crazy by the round
It's getting sticky
Come on, turn

low and downcast,
And my mind controls my ways,
Your breath of life restores me -
And upholds me through the day...

For when I’m weak you are my tower,

Baby, I'm barely broke in comparison
Gold ropes and Paris trips. Usually, I'm low pro,
But wifey like, ""These Nike boxes looking like some fetishes.""

on a go and In me ain’t no ho
Leave it up to me all my problems getting smoke 
Packs wax bagged tabs I get it all for the low 
Take me as a joke 
Beware

the throne and I’ll rock a fella
Def a jam this ain’t common
Act on low like I’m Common
I am Devil, I got summoned
I am God, I done clocked it
Gotta move, keep

whithout you 

Love the way you smile when I wake up in morning see you by side feels good ahah c’mon babe. 

Whithout You can’t exist 

I miss you I need

fuck with me
Yo bitch suckin' dick, I can tell by her knees
I done slap that nigga out, his big brother coppin' pleas
Slap my bitch B.B.L., I know she

came
Tryna cope with life and learn the lessons that I never gained
Tweaking in my last song, just call me by whatever name
I be needing the realest
So

the journey so rocky
Burden heavy like led
Wi still a push on fi a place
Fi rest wi head
Yea uhh
Yu nam yu food just by di sweat a yu brow
And if yu not about

the creatures sing a song, shouting out a happy tune
Many people start to thaw out from where they saw the moon
I saw a man
The Fear caught him by surprise

on the block

He masked by the hoe but I fought too many thots
I'm not sweatin' these niggas, I'm just like my son
I can't be with these jerks cause they gon'

for you can't really say the same for me
Whoa
Writing in my car by myself it's a daily thing
Whoa
Tryna make the time tryna make a way for me
Whoa

a catfish
Got this beat from the real homie
We move low-key cause the house on police
They be hatin' when you drippin' polo fleece

One shot, you can feel it

Just another soul on this earth
Need a dime by spitting out words
But why they callin out the worst
I create and you gettin on yo nerves
I done came

more
Let go, for there's so much more to see
When it all falls down
Oh, will you seek

When the light gets real low
Who do you go to
I was born

We're getting low on air and I'm freaking out
Uhh maybe there's a radio or something
I'm glad you're here
Because dying together sucks a little less

will be replaced
By the horrifying reality we fucking see today
Yah, I'm choosing d- d- d-
Death over everything else
You heard I got a bunch of problems

I'm walking through the night
Soldiers passing by
I make my way into this world of darkness
I wanna walk away
Back to the brighter days
Walk far away

never low in my essence 
Living rent free in your mind, are you jealous?
Win, lose, draw, putting in all my efforts
No shame in my game, I will always be

the angels sing.
cnd ye, beneath life's crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow,
Look now! for

Rolling down the strand Long Beach
cnd I'm watching pretty girls go by
Rolling down the strand long Beach
Cruising on my low ride
If you go to L.B.