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She hits below my belt
Time to buckle down
Knees are buckling under
Dizzy frizzy blonde boy
Can't stand it
Won't lay there
Pull up by my bootstraps

Malicious girls & nasty boys
My childhood was not pacified
Distorted youth, distorted life

chorus
Deceived by an angels
They left me to rot on the ground

One foot out the door, now you have two
Indecisive so you know I gotta have two
Just tell me what you want like a drive-thru
Anyone behind you? They

a huge puke
Pit wounded by heughed cupid
Bruising with skewed uses
Attuned but the truth's fruitless …What
You ain't fucking with my inner
Strength let

moving numbers
Trip and they stumble, fall flat on their faces
Divine vernacular art, preschoolers tryna trace it
From that southern state symbolic

These moments are passing, each one is fleeting, 
They seem to just fall from the sky,
Like the three weeks of screaming from the Blackbirds residing

Unh
High Grade
Yo, they tell me I did a lot
I ain't really do nothin'
Hah

Winter time comin'
Still 80 degrees where I be (Hah)
Chillin' by

wid violence
I and I is peaceful Rastaman

I don't steal, cheat
You nuh see it?

I man serve 
Selassie continually!


Nowadays everybody’s out here

hatechu bitches love you
Always taught me gotta hussle
Taught me how to get it by the muscle
Taught me real niggas never say shit
If you ever gotta get in

it as a blessing
All cool, send a bitch to 'em, he gon' really meet a smith and Wesson
One call, chase 'em down
He fall, face 'em now
The Glock'll

a profit out that situation
I turned a negative into a positive equation
I'm live stationed
Top floor not basement
Life's parallel is the money I kept

never coming in last
Man, y'all be going out sad
I'm talking to her, and she said I "got swag"
Bb my belt, and my pants, ima sag
I want them commas,

Shawty why you acting shady ?
cll the signs showing that you're tryna play me
Used to hang out on the daily
Now we never talk you're tryna break me

A few words for that akward boy
Staring at his Jordan's and walking by
North face jacket hands in his short
Beat til tears written police report
What

from here on out.
I moved on. I grew strong. I'm a little bit wiser. 
You will hear my songs and sing along, cause baby boy I'll be on fire (oh)

Karma

this situation defused
Hehehehehehe good work, boys!
Just another day at the Office

Yo lock and load time to work
Counter-Strike is my line of work
No

now
You see the truth is, music was never one, girls by the twos, now they coming for funds ok
Three, four, five, six watch em fall quick
Shoutout

bars,
Check my stats check my graph,
Inclining on the y axis far,
You got axed by the lumber jack par,
Timber timber watch them fall,
Fool,
Been on this

Feelin lost in the sauce
Leaning by the edge an I'm bout to fall off
Heard you prolly tossed all and thats your loss
Listenin to 'em and your bound

won’t be first
If she could erase me
I might as well be dammed

She said 
Boy it’s time u try to wake up
X2

Verse 1 (Juke):
She had the harsh words

again

Take a hit out the blunt then I pass it along
In the booth got my eyes on a bad girl
And she staring at me while I write this song
Bad boy stuck in

to think i had to chasem but they fallin in my lap
He obsessed

And i dont break a sweat

I aint snappin prespiration for a nigga
Boy u out u mind if think

the pastor snapping
And all you little bastards acting
Up probably won’t like my reaction
You whack as fuck
Is it trial by fire or another baptism
A little

to Dubai with, travel to Brazil with ya
I’m just tryna build with ya, move out to the hills with ya
Keep it real ’til the wheels fall off and I'm still with