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fetishized
Soul and mind
I don't want to live inside their eyes
Or internalize lies that they say about you
Because I know nothing that they say about me's

are leaving
And the ticket is your dream

I'm tied down by my own nerves
It's so damn hot when you cut off your hair and you don't even mind as it rains

shinning like a Diamond
I must be fucking star
That pressure keep me grounded
I be dealing wit my cards
I won't lose I go to hard
You can feel it from

are leaving
And the ticket is your dream

I'm tied down by my own nerves
It's so damn hot when you cut off your hair
And you don't even mind as it rains

all my friends I was gonna come up here and say thank you and walk off
I can't
There's no way, um
I got so many people I can thank, um
In all the videos

think we can start asking "what do it mean to you?"
So we can know and comprehend what makes it so powerful 

Cus we are lost, gone, our minds are

must take advice
Cause greats eyes blink alike
I mean great minds think alike
No matter how many sneak tees or hoodies that you buy 
could ever get you

seem to get you off my mind girl mind girl
Wind it on back wind it on back on
To the days when we were near
Let it all go, let it go now go now
And it

awhile
I'm empty

Come get me
Stay by my side
Cause i been so empty
All of the time
Uh
I been going off
Into my thoughts
Getting caught up
In all sorts
I

I'm always drawn back to that wrestling match
Ten thoughts in the ring of my mind playing catch
I can't live for the noise in my head
I just wanna

Solo
My man's hit me like look
Imma slide you something real quick
Imma imma need you to put a verse on it
And send it right back 
We tryna drop it

Keeps crossing my mind
With crosses over the body that didn't bless me in time

My musics like an ak you fear before you feel it.
Speaking on some topics

25's
I can't fucking cap, i got all this shit locked in my mind
Don't come looking at me crazy, I'll shoot you from behind
Bitch i got this paper,

creditors make you a star
When they pay enough media to say that you are
You're still just a bottom bitch walking the track
So tell your pimp No, get up off

by the breaths of my verse
Brain stopped working
(Mumbling)
Brain stopped working
(Mumbling)
Electrocuted
(Mumbling)
Attention surgeon
Turned

bout my check I get real Tense like I'm jumping a fence
The blood course through my veins
Feel every pump in my chest
My body verses my mind
I can't give

Wraith (Rolls!)
I listened to your music, got a migraine
Only way you gettin' views is to buy plays
Ain't no way you eatin' food off of my plate
Put you

got me feeling stupid baby
How can I have it all and then I lose it baby
Some say love is blind
Well I say I can't see
You've been on my mind
So girl

You my vodka wit' the lime but had to switch to brown 
Had me on that extra shxt wylin' downtown
Shirt off flexin' shit but that was clue to exit quick

of those tempting eyes

Intoxicated by the way she moves 
Can't seem to find the words I want to use
My head is spinning, drowning in these lights
But I

Pocket Full of Fatcaps

Downset

Do We Speak a Dead Language?

1996

Twelve was the age that set me off with the "graff" style.
While zapp bumping, gang banging was hype with the juvinile.
Graff grabbed my mind which

And I get paid homie, by God's grace He made a way for that
So I can flow freely
Don't need a label, all a label does is keep you in a box and hold you

a heavy sigh
Uh-oh-ohh
Always coming off so kind
So anxious but we can call it shy
Hope you don't mind that I stay by your side
Left alone I'll hide
Babe

And Tuesday the banker ran off with my wife 

I tried to drink her off my worried mind 

By drinking me a whiskey drink or two 

But nothing seemed to do