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the city
We can live by the seasons
I'd buy you things you've always wanted
Make it look like it's easy

I've been a wreck since I lost my nerve
Make us fall

I put trust in my killy
Yeah wow
Yeah wow
They tryna use me as a scape-goat
Dont fuck with niggas cus they a holes
I'm dropping gems you better take

Sorry I miscommunicated
Sorry, you attached
Sorry for demonstrating greatness
I know that I'm blacker than berry burnt up on side of the kettle
So I give

blues
It's no games
It's no games
They say I'm acting new now but I don't give fuck
My bloodline got my back so ima live it up
And if you know like I know

And you still might get robbed by the feens on the spot
It's a muthafuckin East Palo Alto thang
Low ridin
If not
My shit gon swang
No hidin front lining

Make 'em make 'em rap to this
I'll make 'em rap to this
And try to motivate the activists, yo
The buzz about time is no one really gives a damn
Reign

later at night understanding what we've done
We give up, we want come back 

All the shits that I said
Now makes me feel coward
I'm begging to my knees

dressin' like a boss
Call yourself a boss boy you gotta pay the cost

Everything I done it can't be did by anyone
If anybody did it I could take it as a loss

head
Future hides some of the greatest times
For you instead


Let pass by millions of the lights and the roads
And every way in your life is a new

OUT HER TRYNNA GIVE HER GAME OH U IN DANGER I STILL KNOW SOME NIGGAS THAT AINʼT SANG THAT AINT CHANGE UP I STILL KNOW SOME TRAPPERS IN THE GAME THAT

Devil tryna get my back but u know I could never let em

sun it rises and I’m glad to be here today

lil Dave ain’t hit my phone but he on the way

It

feel like Mcgrady 

Clip holding 12 call my shit lil brady 


Bitch i dont give a fuck 

I keep a semi tuck 

Bitch i got banz on me that why they call

a queen to a jack
Fuck beef you a snack
Repeat and I snap
Pipsqueak and I’m Shaq
I don’t give a fuck if a mothefucker ready for me to bring hate like

bleed-I'll kill myself today 
600,000 eyes stare back at me 

I found a way out 
To give my life 
Despite wrong it is 
It feels so right 
My personal knife

give a fuck
Wanna dance, by myself, guess you're outta luck
Don't touch, back up, I'm not the one. Bye-bye

Open door, do the less, feel the all right

place
With refusal to give in
I am burning down this place
Silver bullets in the chest
I shall carry as my burden
Till you take the final breath

Oh I

as f*** 
call it mind elevation
communication through my laid back conversation
erasing my f***** up situation when I'm blazing and I be placing 
Blunts in

instead
I keep hearing all this bullshit that's been said
Deja Entendu, bitch, you know I'm over it
Cut my heartstrings, sick of hanging by a thread
Got

by the cops (whoa)
What his bail look like, a whole lot (oh Lord)
Just give em' all you got mama, pray
In a day, every day
One day at a time
That's

the act
I'm spitting you out cos I was starting to choke
On the temporal fragments of a blue-pill dream

So I'm selling off pieces of "Back in the day"

blamed for the bullshit, the anxious assumptions 
I know you got a lot in store 

I give thanks to my self
Deprecation, it's the key to my success 
I wear

matter the weather
Pikin suppose get e mama back
Person when carry you for nine months
Me amma sing for my people
Amma make them proud
Be a good boy

eyes

I'm gonna love you light
We'll never turn out right
The love I give, I tend to get

So I'm gonna start a fight
It hurts but pain goes by with time

the kid feeling million plus, its looking up like the ceiling does
Give a fuck if you ain't feeling us, on the low you prolly stealing us
All the hunger