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dope!" So I remember those moments
And I always play them back in my head and I
Wish to think to myself
I wish there was a place we
Could also go to to
Go
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
closed to know that I'm committed
To seeing by the faith of the one God and his wisdom
Cause we're in this together just hold my hand and listen
I don't
bring your ass on home
I roam in Lexuses and Benzes, the fly way
With the flyest bitch getting head on the highway
My way, deep throat on Luke's boat
head, keep your head low
Oh, you gotta keep your head low
If you wanna keep your head
Oh, you gotta keep your head
In the coldest time of year
Why
claimed that you like W3S
But when we talked, Won't look in my eyes
I can tell that you fake
You crawl into my life and
You leaving after that
You don't
head
And I don't know what to do next
It's like I'm haunted by this f***king potato
And I don't really want that
Potato sleeps in my, sleeps in my bed
a cheeseburger!
She says "That's not what I'm hungry for"
I put my head in my hands and screamed,
I don't know who you are anymore!
The voice on the speaker says
Devil on my shoulder cause we nothing alike
Devil on my
As she look down there's a devil in her eye
Remember days we was on the phone at night
When
padlocks in my socks
Steel from the bed springs, I touch 'em with thug love
And then let they heads ring, started a war but now I'm gone
Release me
a soul I've made my deal, I can't go back
I hate my life, don't wanna go out I sit and I try to figure it all out
Stuck up in my head, damn, feel like
over-sexualization of the kids in the home
Battery in my back, this house of pain won't ever last
CyHi told me to my face that Sicko Mode was his biggest song
Well
and slit neck
When I close my eyes my body's paralyzed
Ingulfed in the swarm by the lord of the flies
My eyes stay closed my temperature falls
My bed starts
Ride with that chop (ride), racks in my bag
Movin' this shit, ain't packin' no bags (move)
We rich, go back in your stash (suu)
She thick, we smackin'
keep on smokin
3am It’s gettin cold
All alone in My Money notes
Hide out in my iphone
My Eyes open For my foes yuh
Turnt down all Those scummy lows
hands up (maybe it's the thug in me)
By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood, never be the same
death around the corner
I see death around the corner
So I move way different than I used to
Eyes in back of my
Head everything bulletproof
Walking out
and pack skin
The kickdrum slur reopen my eyes, he say don't worry
At the clerk he say don't fire rounds in the flurry
And I have bad, tied the hostages with
Wouldn’t be nothing but a damn lie
Shit
I’m fighting you everyday in my head
I’m being honest
And you winning
Fuck
By a landslide
Figuring you out
Was
back up
Back up, back up
Back up, back up
Look me in the eyes, you're no match, son
I can see that you be lacking the passion
They don't wanna see me in
abide by
I bet 'cha never see me with my head hung low
I bet 'cha never see me with my eyes to the floor
I bet the boys skit, homie they ain't no
Each other by the hand
And they laid their heads back
And they walked
In the promised land
They walked
And they walked
In the promised land
They walked
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