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never called
By some luck, there was a new year
Another for me to sit around and see
Never changed my number, in case you needed me
Will you even think

In my brokenness, I fell to my knees
Lost in darkness, I called out to Thee
You heard my cries, You answered my prayers
In Your embrace, I found true

Bear

I saw my son being born on Saturday
It woke me up from some lost dream
Climbing into his eyes so peaceful
I was startled by the scene

I saw a soul

now fortold

Bible in my grip, shotgun by my side
Banjo on my back, I won't let demons hide
Fields of darkness, gotta clear 'em out
This farmer's

They'd see you're crying out
For someone to hear
And they walk by as you scream in their ear
But I know one who hears your soul
Even when you don't think

but you all night
Have you seen Don't Worry Darling
Florence Pugh gets eaten out by Harry Styles
That's called watermelon sugar darling
We should

in the cup while the steak getting chopped by the chef in the kitchen I

Close your eyes
And make the blues go away

Why she gonna leave me in the cold

like a beyblade
Jumped out fly nigga May Day
Seasoned vet I'm living in my hay day 
I can't listen to them niggas nay say 
This shit easy I do this for

thought
Looking confused thinking
They're always going to the top
"Boss" they called themselves
Money control their flesh
And tend to be their god (be their

This song's called "Cannonball Becomes the One Armed Man";
it's about the time my left arm got amputated.
It grew back!

My friend got drunk

Up on the Hill
There's an old cul-de-sac
Where I finally learned how to pray
Surrounded by all
Of the brothers and sisters
That I made while

on my mama's couch, sippin' on a 40 ounce
All my family had was debt and overdrawn bank accounts
I never though I'd make it out, cousin tried to slang

Look ma
Been doing this thing called Rap
I bet you didn't know I could Rap
Rhythm and Poetry
Tryin to get on the map

Pen and paper
I'm tryin

Sadly you won't sniff out more than K, G and B

(Unfortunately)
Not much info on me
Talking too much, in fact they be still talking shit
Never saw life if

be spiralin
Most of y'all out here wylin
While I'm filin these documents
Compilin
This line
N
This line
N
I'm a lion
Roarin in the savannah
Conspirin
N

me, they won't go back over there
That's like a night in a mansion then going back to your apartment
Done rolling your eyes, now go roll out my red

translation
Uh I Always stun em by statements
So I say it like this
So bow when you're in my presence baby
Since my birth, they called me crazy
You say it's all

just called a fuckin' 9
Smokin' one for my brother
Big Mont caught a 10
She was on a fuckin' 10
Told him when he hit Atlanta
Imma let him come and join

on the thrown
Fist balled
Fitting all cause
Stressed by the patience
I waited
Stayed
So latent with the shit
Pit dripped
Ill, sick
Twisted but that's in

by the pound
Heard that she fucked on the town
I called the play out of bounds
Like how she play with her mouth

I heard my old ting jelly
I'd kill for

(KnowhatImean?)
Phree as Scott, lookin from a Birdie's Eye
Flyin by, spiralin like a curly fry
I'm old-school, and out the early times
Burly guy, from the home

Dad i know you're dead
But your memories still alive
Years gone by
But you're always on my mind
I miss you alot
But dad I'll never cry
Cause i know

I called you out and that's Bait fam (it's bait)
Next year come back with a game plan
Ayy so many lies on the tune and it deads it
Elephant in

Baby just don't cry no river
Today I brought my gen 3 out
Cause my gen 5 a lil bigger
I'm publicly him
I ain't no public figure
Mix match Off White