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dick and bubble gum now
They take a nigga soul like kynh  loa
Shit gettin hot like  hot like Kung poa
Caught up in the grind
But wont catch me in a limbo

Jimmy Ivine, promised minajes, prime steaks, 3 clocks for the watch face, Alliyah and Sade for the evening get me up call it broad day
This shit is

spirit will live on 
Understand the rights and wrongs 
When keeping it right goes wrong 
Gotta turn that wrong to right 
Shine bright can’t dim my light

up then we getting Straight to business
Time is money
This is not vacation
Used to smile all the time
Now it's on occasion
Because I learned the worlds

and liquor and beer and booze
Drink so much piss runs down my shoes
Blackout and pass out and lay next to the throw-up spewed out my mouth
I fucking love it

teeth
Fuck the streets
Middle finger up

Motherfucker fucked up
Black nails
Fuck the tales
Nine three
Dismayed sick

You don't know anything so look at my

to church but He did it regardless
Put the team on that nigga lit up the darkness
Slums to the city then times be heartless
Finna record my life story no this

girlfriend has a rebel Flag bikini
And on my dick she gags
So don't get mad
Just be glad
That the former slaves Don't have anything to add
What's that?
Are you

of dough
And I'd walk off like quasimodo
Head down, hunched over
Cause you were rocking logos? (Ha ha ha)
That's awesome g
I used to walk up to dollar tree

To God
If we get caught
Ain't nobody gon tell

When the night falls
Performing Rituals
Santeria
We protected By The Spirit
Move Like Nipsey Hussle
It's

mercenary searching for purpose with every script that I lay
So my spirit soars while my corpse will sit an decay
I could end up dead tomorrow so I live for

presence is near
And then you go ghost disappear

Shut the fuck up I won't hear it
My dick here is fucking your spirit
The pleasure is blanking out your head

Contemplating making through week
Hotline blinging by the beep
Valet parking on the street
Emails asking where the sheets
Damn
I forgot to send

It was nine months bc (hah)
Joe didn't have a clue
What Mary his pretty little fiancé
Had gotten herself into
Or where the Spirit touched her
In

failing to reach or try to see there levels. 
But we stand that never reprimand that. Give um all awards and whole bunch of handouts. Line um all up just

Waking up feeling like a million bucks again
I don't know what for
What's the trick to being a girl with a dick again?
I don't know but

If you

Same state, same town and yet these niggas still divided
Talking all that shit up on the net
Boy youse a choke artist
Flip his whole mindset like

We're fed up, ironic cause we need to Eat bruh
Im hella tired
Depression don't sleep on it

I gotta heal from its, damage
And manage my sense of self
Your

throat on me
Spirit animal's a pelican
Nigga said he big
I'mma need to see some evidence
Choke me up like cinnamon
The word is out that I'm the shit
Hoes

[VERSE]
Don't get too anxious we'll be having a long conversation
About grown up under pressure, manufactures depression
Hoping that he'll give you

can go to war like G.I. Joe
Smoking on dope like I'm Cheech and Chong
Pull up to the scene and my eyes so low (Yeah)
Goofy ass ho can't keep composed

like cfiliz
I run up in your castle put a bullet in the kind and queen
But most of y'all just wanna run the game right
I'm still on the corner watching

by the
Same man who took
The tears she was crying so that her
Heart could breathe, now her spirit is free
Thinking "This is the
Way love ought to be"…

mouth
And then your spirit goes up to heaven as you make a little snow angel on the ground
And waves (bye-bye)

Do you guys like punk rock? (A little,