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I don't wanna see the world right now
I just wanna see your eyes
Hold my hand, take it every moment
Because this is our last night
Like oil

through the canyon so haunted
In hand, you've got a journal and a pen
Cause this is it you need to comprehend
All those old lies you take them to the skies

bothered by my fire 
It makes me want to become even more powerful  
So I can shatter your fragile ego  


I know what you wanna do (wanna do) 
She's not

to face and I'm surrounded by some novices
All of yall some pussies I don't need a gynecologist
Please don't fuckin' test me, imma have to take it up

One by one they start to fall
Time doesn't give a fuck at all
We unwind like a string as it's our destinies to bleed

Until were on our knees
Trying

Road sodas, road sodas
Cooler in the front seat
Cops don't like it when you're driving with a brewski
Road sodas, road sodas
Open up a cold one
I

O, humble that notion
There's hundreds of different places
ccross both oceans
Money doesn't make a man
So I know it don't do land
Check the KPI

the umbrella when it rains it pours
Brushed her hand a little butterflies to the core
She gave me her number
So I had to text her
Months go by and we gettin even

the umbrella when it rains it pours
Brushed her hand a little butterflies to the core
She gave me her number
So I had to text her
Months go by and we gettin even

juice. 
The plants let go of any foul seeds. 
The smell found its time over the rock's decay. 
She made it so very fine with sublime hands. 
The succession

of bruises
I'm impatient
and I'm losing my
will to think it over
I've been waiting for ya to move
And I'm here
But I'll wait forever more

My mind lives in

Far ahead blue shadows fall
I am weary for my home
The hands that call me
Seem to grow free by the garden wall

The golden sun sinks in the hills

Ye[00:38.78]Won't ever slide for petty shit[00:40.13]It's for the fam then pass the blick[00:41.74]I told the fam we bout to take the game over so pass

(WICKED!)
I'm Wicked
I killed them, bloods all over my hands and the crips cut my legs off so I can't fuckin stand, this bullshit spewin and seclusion  from

Riding inna coupe so I cannot take a four door nigga
I needed a hand, they turned they back on me, so ion even owe them niggas
Not even them older niggas

remember girls trying to kill me by the neck
They see the work, they try to impress
I wrote this, my heart spoke less
Shoot my shot, I'm glad it bounced back

mine you know that I want to be with you all the times
Let's take a walk by you flower 
Take a vacation over the sea Maybe you just need to clean your

enemies that prey on my downfall tell ‘em I didn't come for the top I'm coming for the bread. I'm going  to make it to the top so play me about that spot  I

Seat back
Reclined
Only one hand is resting on top of the wheel
Foot flat on the gas, using every lane to pass
Can't be late to stop by your place

That things were bound to change
Opened my eyes and there she was

She took me by the hand and she led me
Over yonder past the far-flung groves

the Karens
And all these fucking over dramatic online activists
Who only chase that for the clout
Who give a fuck if it's not trending
Your interest is

You say its not a war  But a special operation 
cs you blew up the school  in the middle of Kherson 

You thought it d be over  By the end of June

on the plane
Cos you ain't tellin' me no, mmm mmm daddy
Time to hit it, let's get it, let's go
Tickle me with kisses of a hand picked rose
Twin flames on lock,

cuz they got nothing better
A small life lived scared ain't strong
It's hard to plan when everything you see is a slight of hand
And that neon quick