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back to the old me
The one that needed holding
Always loathing
Always exploding
And you'll Seeing the pressure 
Start to choke me
Then you'll see

so I never get pulled by a cop
While I'm doin' 60 in a 40 and I blow the stop 
My bad, "Jack" told me to do it and then he laughed so I threw him
Right

from it
How could you ever know how it feel
If you ain't burn from it never give your word and turn on it
Look, i like my space but not to much
Words

enraged
Happily distracted, yeah they got you in a haze
Tryna fool me man, they can't phase the sage
Low on HP, getting cured by a mage
Think I've lost my

I see an unforgettable wasteland
Crushed deep, distorted by the Heathens
My heart grows heavy, a weight of coal
Mysterious eyes, watching my role
My

Back to the story I was sticking to code
Imaginary character in my room and goes by Xaybo
They say he fakes he’s real to me and that’s all that I know uh

to love but there’s always something
I ask above and I get back nothing
I want love but I feel like nothing
I’m just a fuck up baby
You can guess what I’m

that K
Cuz you a hating ass bitch ain't got no hustle
I got all my brothers off the muscle
Call my phone I sell bricks by the dozen
I'm a dog but I don't

by
You don’t care
I wonder why
One little loose screw
And she is out for the night
Tryna get it right
For the 100th time
Tryna figure out why I still

foolish am I just a fool 

Ashtrays and idle hands mirrors smoke
Pass it along or give me something I cant control
Like a glass or two or a kiss from you

this dark ocean
Now I can hear my heart beating again
Bu bu bu bu bu bump
Ju ju ju ju ju ju jump
It’s you who brought me back to life
The shadows who

See him blow sticky and it stick on the sidewalk
Seems right don't be fake give him love when you see em
Eyes red from reefer you would really think

on the shelf
Nigga no lie, did this all by myself
Shawty so bad, she know she a 10
I’m chasing my bag, not chasing no friends
You said you was there but you left

Patrón
This bitch want me to take her home
Before you drink, let me get some dome
Pull out that fuckin' chrome
Drive by, slide on a nigga
Bad bitch boutta

me
I'll be crying out for someone to help
I'll be crying in the back where I fell
Because I don't have what it takes to be great
If you need me
I'll be

and the stench of gasoline

As we search for a pot of gold by the end of the rainbow
Maybe it can grant me forgiveness or give me a shelter to where I can hide

’re gone
You’re forever in my thoughts
To see your face again I’d give my life on the spot
And Even though you can’t be with me at this given time
I know you

bullets fly
There's danger in the world
Wherever you may be
The thing that scared me most
Was to be living free

I asked them to send me back
To my prison

life up with all that is good
The water and the wind and the wood
Give me some dirt and bad dirt bike
Have some laughs on a long ass hike
The helmet is

pain they don't feel my pain
Might do the Bentley truck or the Mulsanne
Bolo is my name shorty know you see my chain
Do it for the bag I ain't looking

Admire

Desire for this
We don't give up so easily 
A blizzard inside your teeth 
Damaged, excuse
Acres of loss are known by us
Smelling the vileness

until it works
I will fight 
I will fight
I will fight until it works)

They don't ever get the picture till you put it in a frame
When I say "put it in

got time for 

You niggas imposters 
They just acting tough they deserve oscars 
Surrounding by pistol and choppas
Full throttle ain't no way they gone

WAR babies...
Sitting on top of the World baby 
Psychopaths run the earth baby...
Time to set forth and give birth to you who needs you 
Injest the red