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luck
I'll tell you what
I'm not clear-cut
I won't be cute but
Yes I will interrupt
Your minds are shut
Your minds are corrupt
You deconstruct
Yourself

invasion, tell me what's on your mind
How does it feel? Wrong place wrong time.
Sitting in that cab, yet again put down by the man
But I didn't think it was

trapped, stuck in a place
I got no sleeves so I can't hide no ace
Got something to say so I'll cut to the chase
I'm all out of luck and I can't get a break
I

closure
Tell me why I’ve been misaligned
I’m Compelled to see it through I cannot resign
What’s the limit of one life? Irony is I wait as it passes me by

I'm just a machine
I don't mean a thing
I could be anything
A fridge or a phone but not a soul
I could be your answering machine
But not your best

making you happy you fronting like you don't got love
Trynna move on, feet in mud girl I'm mad stuck
That's why i'm planting a kiss
If it grows it grows

On the refrigerator
There hung a typed paper
That made me feel safer
It was written by my bro you know
Not one of these fake lows
But on the low
I’ll tell you how it

I took a walk the other day
To have a thought down by the lake
And I fell in!
And I can't swim. . .

I had a drink the other night
It wasn't long

My friends talk to God in loud voices
And they feel an answer in their hearts
But most of them can tell a real sad story
That gave their faith a big

every time
So you're at the borderline
The borderline of my life

I feel trapped like I'm in prison
Physically, mentally, it's how I feel
I wish you could

to that level
I got some niggas dead and gone
I just pray Lord bless'em

Fuckin wit my click
Ah get ah nigga shit bagged
Believe that   Hit in board day
By

Goodbye glory I'm here for blood
The tense in the verse bringin' back
A lost summer's blush
Between defeat and surrender let me become
The dream I'm

and I'm gonna win
Play by my rules or get a sedative
Everyone around me doubts, fuel my hate
Don't need xans, I'll get it with my brain
Pop pop pop
And then

revisit it
Because I'm made each and every day by the thoughts that I drink up
I change them and I change the world I'm in

lately I'm not sure what I won

Made my luck, I don't need much
I had my edges tidied up
You came and called my bluff

Please keep this close
When it comes

too skinny
I can't walk with knots
This bitch
Might as well turn to a thot
A snitch
Might as well turn to a cop
I'm serving the bag
I told em come shop

Wake up in the morning I got nothing here to do
Signed up all my contracts with the devil I'm used to
Never rely on luck, hmm
Promise of a better

do anything when you mad
You probably pay with my heart for a bag
You getting colder just by the touch
I'm really doing too much I heard you run out

But there's a big chance that you'll never be fucked
By your online crush
You part bitches like the red sea
I'm Midas, I make the gold scene
Your father

the one you wanna cross, or even make upset
Everybody got me pissed, I'm bout to make a mess
What's the point in catching feelings if it leave me stressed

love you
 And mean the words I say
Give in to feelings
That I've kept locked away

I'm just another suitcase cowboy
With a longing to be free
Another

A cloud of haze hangs low on the water
Adults indulge every whim
The reckless children splash in the surf
But they don't know how to swim

A line

buildings
Thoughts in my head
Repeat again
Again
Got a tumor in my brain
Really could go either
Not cancerous, I hope, they pray
And then you left, too much

I'm waiting for you at the bottom and all I got is love
If you look away
Then we know you're afraid
We won't ever change
There's concrete in our veins