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talk about it
Let’s talk about it
'Cause I can’t get over it
If I could feel what you feel, would you let me know
No pressure, we can keep it on the low

do it, I stick it, she licked it, I'm grooving
I'm loving what she doing
And squeezing on her booty
I'm the type of person
That can put you on some

cannot come around
They be snakes bro
Yeah you can catch me riding round town
But still trynna lay low
I found what I stand for
You get down if I say so

a fucking knife
So I gunned ya down on the street
By the 7Eleven with FPC Kevin
We sent that boy to heaven
Now he's watching over his two kids and his loving

a difficult one
And you can end up on the gurney by the tip of the gun
Need the liquor to sun, light rays, them bright days followed by dark ones
They think I

I know you're loving this villain cause just like marvin gate
I'm giving you some type of feeling and I can see that it's sexual cause by the way you

you gave nothing
But when these long nights get cold
I be missing your touch
How can I hate you with a passion
Yet still miss you so much

How can I let

I can't seem to find the time
I just get undressed and fall into your arms
And time and time again,
You hurt me by me hurting you
And it's hard

100 percent
Yea I'm tryna get that profit
Doubt I even really need to tell you
You cant slow me down
Kill a cypher with no effort
Think your hot I

already hurt but you put me down lower
I thought that we were forever I couldn't get any closer
Moving on just gotta realize that the whole thing is over

and myself
Deep mycelial dreaming
Auto-cannibalistic rituals
I've tried everything and anything
But I still can't get my kicks
Still thinking about your lips

How could I doubt you, I can't do this without you
Got people around you that love you and would never allow you
To give up now, not when you're so

pimping
Bout to hit the liquor store to get a forty ounce
You can't stay here Shorty gotta bounce
I'm focused on my dreams and my bank account
Bitch I

makes sense that some'll March like springtime
God made us all equal that's a fact we can't look over
I can have our own views though they may oppose you

If you feel it consider it bought or
I'll steal if i can't afford it
For real you just get me all in
My feels and i get recording
I'll kill to spend

down
Still I hold the crown

They label me a killer
Really I'm another black male with a trigger
We're not all criminals
You and I a victim
You and I

negative talk has got their brains infested
so I stay on alert and try not to get hurt
avoid getting sidetracked by what's under the skirt
then I come with

Ooh, I followed you like you were hi-way lines
Ooh, and I can't cross over but I ain't confined
You led me down some unfamiliar road
Got me high

something on the side
Then you got your lick back
Can’t leave our love behind
Baby can we get back

I hit your line can we have a quick chat
This unhealthy

July

Noah Cyrus

July

2019

tryna get by
While we're dying inside
I've done a lot of things wrong
Loving you being one
But I can't move on

You know I, I'm afraid of change

the solace that I yearned for
Was not in vain, because I learned to discern
Who to love and who to put above
But, I was never gonna get over you
Until I took

can't stop believing ever
They ain't easing up on niggas 
I can't stop applying pressure
You ain't snatching up my woman 
That's a promise she forever got

Uh
Uh
Uh
Came home
To the trolls and the bros on the backroad
Seeing our blood on the leaves
Enslaved by these cash notes
We really make cash flow
I

a lesson, but you’ll never get control of it
My melanin’s a weapon, and I’ll never sell the soul in it
That’s consciousness, intellect
Minus that, internet