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go
Let's go
Hard not to look down from the helly
Load the chopper up, let it rain down on the city
Machiavelli, by any means necessary
Let's go

Why

I’m a firefly
Making light for you
I’m a bluebird singing 
And this is your song
I brought the sun for you 
On a chariot of gold
And I’ll make rain

Freedom

Sierra

Change

2000

Livin' everyday in

Freedom
Sweet abandon
Believing and understanding
The faith of a child

Never in doubt of Your peace
Feeling captivated
By

Get the champagne ready bro
We already at the podium
24 all year round
I talk so much truth
I'm cool being the villain
We live in a time where men

Down by the boats
After the rain
Nightfall on April's Ides

Caught in her eyes
Rife fireflies
Light up the lake like runway guides

Here's a life

dry
Sunday mornin' hymns and fireflies in a jar
Sittin' on the front porch swingin' underneath the stars
Tell me who could ask
For any more than that

That at least you can save
Los momentos
Que me robaste
In this same place with the same stars
You were amused by the fireflies
They light the night but

The moving gears 
Of a wild beast 
Mechanical 
Unfazed 

By wind or rain 
Or raging storms 
Unbreakable 
Perfect 

Now running wild 
Into a night

on the run
Driven by the sinking sun

Rain drops fall
Once and for all
Washing away
Midsummer day

Time cannot restore
Shadows of the sycamore
The world comes

to Rain
I can't believe you can not find you A reason to Stay
I guess you left your heart in Tulsa
Somewhere by Easton and Main
I hope your brother

Ricki Lake
House by the lake, that's a new estate (real estate)
You in that same place, all you do is hate
When I rock the rose gold plain, that's

The times steady passing by
Wondering why
Succumbing to the lies
Of lovers with side eyes
So now I 
Stand alone 
In rain
Steady praising the most high
No pain

wait)
What a lovely day to die

Bask in it, Risk it all, peel the scalp
Dip the law, I'm in Miami like I'm Ricky Ross
Dish the ball, I'm slamming, yamming

to beat the rain
She know Ima boss I change her scenery on a whim
I feel like Rick rozay cus latley all I do is win
I done made her standards raise she

Gotta take the joy with the pain
Come with some good weather and love the rain
Leave her with me, she rep' the Gang
Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got

buck 'em til they holla
We gon let it rain like Nina Ross
with Tommy-gun-monsta rockets
Eventually niggaz die by crashes of crimson tide
Slippin time in

for 6
They go for 5 but it's slow in this bitch
Before the corona y'all know I was sick
Rich
I gotta make me a hundred
Making the money by saving

at him now
Don't even know what to say cause I'm not the one to betray
Y'all rapping that pain my lines is dope just bag it for days in the rain be

thinking about all my mistakes
One day Im myself don't complain
Next day I'm running from all of my pain
Feeling so stucked up crying in the rain
I'd go

Remember long nights, I was sitting in the rain
Thanking dear God that I'm making you my main
Ain't no fucking way, we made it this far
Bae, tell LA

They time running out that's the reason why they in a hurry
These niggas my sons man they daddy should take em to Murray
Hope all my haters get judged by

Aye ross gossage made the beat
Yeah
In the foreign that’s the heat
Gotta rot the enemy
Woah oh
Aye aye
She said it’s all up in my head
I said I don’t

to hit it and quit it
Now we buying clothes at different stores
In and out and it's not at Kohl's
Jc Ross or any of those
Places where the bump take

when I'm taking trips and crossing different borders
Misjudging me but you don't about my story
Got my brudda by my side, yeah that's my blood no Rick