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numb
Fucking sad when I think
What my life has become
It's like I'm a bum
When life sucks, I can just run
Killing myself slowly
I don't need a knife

a single person asked
Y'all wasn't around when I was young
Now you get the new me for free
What a lucky bunch of bums
A loner he runs through his books for

gon' make him run nigga Pockets dirty and they broke nigga
Pick em up, pick them up boy stop slackin' like a bum nigga

Damn, and this beat by Rob nigga,

gon' see us, all you gon' see is light
Bitch, it's by myself, for myself, yeah, like my name Ivvys
Bitch, I pull up with the steez, like my name is Iv

usually a bum
Childhood menace, if you knew me I was fun
High tech scope, I could shoot a movie with a gun
Sororities ain't nothing, drinking trulys in

rapping bum?"
I could go pull out a clip and go empty that shit big, and kill your whole eulogy
Come from the bottom, but this is not new to me
Shorty give

a 420, you bum boy

Break time is over, black shades can't see a thing
Represent where you from, Queens boy since a kid
I gotta blow it back, send it

do not want you no more you a bum
Check her bag got a blick its a gun
Copy my shit I ain know I had a son
Run that shit get hit wassup

I'm swervin

I'm bout as backwards as neo-nazis from Warsaw city limits
Me and Adam divided by time, the prime meridian did it
Look
Yeah, yeah
I wake up, smoke

thumb
I'm pick my dick
She wants some got
No I'm got no I'm got
Got my hand around on her left-Right cheek
Check
Bum
You work out me I'm lean
Serious mass

and bring the heat and I ain’t looking for no pistol
Shout out to the bums, cause i get them and they get me
Here’s a 50 dollar for a beer and some whisky,
I

I'll tell you how it is
Ayy, I'ma just tell you how it is
I'ma just, ayy, tell you how it is
They know by now I'm comin' back with this old fuck

fucking breath
You think I wanna be a scumbag?
(Huhhh?)
You think I wanna be a bum?
(Huhhh?)
You think I like how it feels huh?
Your damn right motherfucker

(ya, ya)
Getting small money from music like a hobby beside
Before the music I used to have you right by my side
You decided to dump on me, you made me

heart to Weller Street, I never needed love
I like the smell of your perfume, I think I need a hug

Aye, bitch, is you in love
She done fuckin with Bums

Nigga a bum he can't even buy no shoes
Deleting yo music, yea off of iTunes
Shout out to Kaylee, she off the shrooms
Gotta be gone, I'll be gone by

away by how I've pleaded myself guilty
Hand on the bible, on my heart, now only truth I will speak

This conversation's bugging me
Excuse me please I

buzzin' and the people been lovin' it, It's like I been kept a secret by the government, It's like I stole the baton and had to run with it
Held it for

the type of gas, that have you gasping while you're fastened in your seat

A cold heart leads into cold veins / Surrounded by a bunch of scarecrows, cause

Down here I ain't nothing but a bum
But up in Sing Sing I was on the ball club
There ain't no job here I'm rightly suited for
The army won't take me

leave that shit to y'all
I do better by myself, that love shit
Put me on my downfall
Screamin' out fuck love, bitch, I don't fuck with my ex
All a nigga

from the era where My niggas love to get low
Don't give me that family, Roof is by law I smoke that Good shit, watch a real Nigga

Flow
And like 11-5,

break
Dive in the spot, we in da shower I grab her by the waist
She know I love to eat, put the sugar cookie on my face

Beat it to the beat in the sheets

the niggas who blew it
Niggas be stupid
Niggas be ridin' around town on some dumb shit
Always puttin' the little ones through it
I'm trynna get right
No bum