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on these old hands
There isn't dirt on my old boots
I've been going all of my life
And I think it's time I get things right
I pray to God that freedom reigns

The interlude
The interlude
I've been stressed out
Once a week I fall away and just pout
But by the time the sun returns
I'll prolly puff my chest out
You'd

on my way now
It ain't working for me no way
She tryna fuck with me a long way
She pop it up like champagne man something like a Moët
If she pull up on me

you standing by my side. 
Looking at the man in the mirror. The man in the mirror isn’t looking at me.
I don’t wanna run. I don’t wanna hide. I just

to the neighborhood
As we're walking there, my buddy and I get passed real slow by two cops in a squad car

Sure enough they pull a U-turn and stop us, asking us where

I lose my motivation, I'll just keep retracing
And I got someone who stayed by my side
And I cannot lie
She has been in my mind
For a real long time

The truth is that I'm a rookie playing hooky
Just to be writing some lines
I know I'll grow up in time
But this ain't even my prime

Whenever I flow it, man I

free
I am a mess with the mood of a freak
Over your head like you duck when I speak
Your mind isn’t working I think that it’s weak
Or my bars are

see everything around me
And I crept my toes over the edge
I had this dream that I was floating
I had the dream that I was on top
And I crept my

working for you shawty
I was on the grind I was working for you

I was on the... I was working for you
Dont you lie, shawty tell me the truth
All this time

Her without prosthetic versions i have
Had plenty of time to search my memory
Though, because here on this couch
In this room, during this interview,

Be thankful

Chorus:
From the 505 you already know that we about it
We always come in Packing Catch me lacking man i doubt it 
Its hot up in my city

the worst of it all
Now I’m twenty one and it’s time to restart
I’m finally twenty one and I had to thank god man
It’s a big blessing thought I wouldn’t be

not these other guys
Hope in you wanna ride
I want you by my side
Im not these other guys
Im not these other guys
I need another try
Working on the line

on my level, you're bluffing
Think your high? Man, that's nothing
We're slamming slabs in these buckets
Dunkin' globs across the court soaring above bugs

make back lost time without lost days 
So 

I know by the way you're moving 
Yeah it's looking nice 
I know I'm not ever losing 
When you're by my side
I

Wish You Wouldn't

NF

Therapy Session

2016

We gotta talk about things
We gotta do something different 'cause this isn't working
This isn't working
I don't, I don't know if I can do this

in a while
I feel like I want to be right by someone's side
I came from dreaming once a month to dreaming almost everyday
My sleep is getting more

I know this shit seems easy baby looking from the outside in
I would try to explain my side but i don't know where to begin
I promise my life isn't

one to be showing my calling
But now it's time to go in
I know I'm not one to be throwing it all in
But now it's time to go in
I've been working

to a working man
I can't afford to slow down now no I just can't
I got to get my mom a house
I'm thinking cliff side on that west side
You won't believe it till

Born of a broken man, he not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Born of a broken man, He isn't broken

Brought in this world, cold and broken
Nowhere

start to align
Always been abnormal, I just needed the push
Treat the booth like Planet Fitness man, I'm working on myself
At the cost of my sanity,

on the side uh
Party in die night in die aande wil ek fight
Het 'n bitch gisteraand genaai pop 'n pil dan voel ek fine uh

Like getting high man I'm floating in