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brain
As i get deeper into my thoughts tryna maintain
And my own reflection in the water i see everything
I be meditating tryna get my mind straight

can’t dance more
Had to make a couple racks, on my lonely
Gon give it to ya uh
Lil bad mama, gon give it to ya
Your lips so fire, and em hips don’t lie,

the truth will set us free why do we lie sometimes
Got me finessing thru my blessings to get by sometimes
When in reality i really wanna try sometimes
Ain't

One Day 

My banana pudding sweet potato pie
Apple of my eye Natural High 
The love will never die only get stronger 
Only get better you're my hidden

route
Ain't the same, me & you
Brudda gon hit that spot,
We hit that liq & then we ran off
Gangsta on the gram
You got locked & wrote a tell-all
Get it by

wit each other they don't know they should be building
Living by they own rules they would rather kill ya
Where's the love 
It's like it cost these days

unless it’s made by the Swiss
This a thousand dollar cup so you can’t take a sip
If you really bout it bout it we can both get rich
Running up ten bands

up out the tub
So I hit you on ya FaceTime
Baby when I get there don't waste time
Wanna lick you down by ya waste line
And I'm going deep like

day just to feel the same
Been sitting here battling my addiction 
By myself popping these prescriptions
Momma telling me quit it
But I won't listen

Hard living day by day 
Granny steady praying for me 
This world ain't got no love for me

Been in so much pain
I swear I don't deserve it 
Had to step

lean, and the liquor too
I ain’t sippin' on Ciroc yeah you know i been a Henny dude
Been about my business boo
I can’t get caught kissin' you
I got too

didn't last long
Smoking out the zone
Pouring up some more patron
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm hot like a oven
Get P's by the dozen
I told these lil boys to catch

down like Marta 
I really love these women but I should be smarter 
But I learned my 1,2,3s by playing The Carters'
My hood was banging ABCs, Mama start

Imma talk to em a lil bit
How that one gospel song go
That be like
For your glory
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I fuck wit that
Beat kinda sound like this

She scream like Macaulay Culkin 
Laughing at you boy you joking 
My life looking great, it's golden 
Chilling by the bae, I'm coasting 
Bounce on my

was starting out
Before we had lil baby
Inspired by weezy and slim shady
Now them niggas is fading out
Guess whatever goes up, gotta come down huh
Huh

the 
ultimate smack
Drive her round town but we neither this nor that 
Drose by the way that I get to the rack 
I just hold it down introducing beauty trap

look at me when i look at you
I can tell you been hurt what he put you through
You a trooper i can tell by the way you move
I promise every single day im

bliss
Is bliss
Is bliss
Young and turnt no we don’t give a shit
I don’t want sex I want checks
I had the sex lacked the checks
Now I get both in the booth

that's just how it goes
Trappin' I'm movin' that blow
I don't ask niggas for shit 'cause they love use it against me
Trappin' tryna get my mom a Bentley

to see a bigger picture
A couple years from now I hope a nigga livin' richer
Straight to voicemail I’m sorry but I don’t feel like talking
Lil bro in jail

Okay
Yuh, aye
It's the month of May 2019
Boutta write Let Me Flex, best thing you ever seen
They'd get mad if you hyped me
I needed a rap name
Dad

your typical role model but he strive to be a good father
See he smoke a lil weed and he drink 70 work hours in a week
Got his own crib and he single

is power 
You see it as bleak 
The world could be ours
You too blind to see 
But diluted by cowards 
Continue to sleep 

Remain high for hours 
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