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Here comes the news with love from me to you.
 
Destroyed by A.B.C.
I hate to bite the hand that feeds me so much information.
The pressure's

These are my abcs rest in peace with me we can be anything dreams arent just dreams feel me

I sit up then take a look around
nothin new just

(aye)
I just took a bankroll and I lift it up (okay)
I just drunk a PT, it was double sealed up

Yes it's paid for, you pretty and you classy
You

I actually have PT after this
PT? Whats PT?
I gotta go take care, I gotta stretch, stretch out
Yea physical therapy
I gotta stretch my body
Awhile, I

She put it on repeat
She love how I eat beats
She callin me Slick Rick
The swag is on fleek, fleek
She know I go deep, deep
So I gave her a tip, tip

Community pool niggas taking a swim

Ain't fucking with no hoe
Don't pay for no BJ
I get it for free
Wrecking her walls down
By wreckity wreck ralph
She

Well...you like to make love?

I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I said "you look so good, and your so

to my flow like it's A-B-C
Be the news cause I'm the next BBC
On the gram they reacting like chemistry
Don't forget cause the name is SK D.
Then I'm like

look at me I am at the top

Take you down, one by one
'Cause this killing, is my fun
Sneak up on you with a knife
Gone to Xen, feel like Half Life

I got

I'd go through
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away

I feel you, I feel you
I feel you, I feel you ABC

aw shit
Look at me and i just laugh and i say here we go again
Look at him
He start yelling asking who the fuck is this
I start spellin out my ABC's

get paid, speak how I feel
I wake up, murder, death, kill

Stop me by the ATM
I'm about to withdraw five thousand
Little nigga never seen five thousand

like a stick and control it
Remind me of a flute when she blow it
Only time I love her when her legs open
It's No PT to you know Eli my alias
I pop

ABC by the Jackson, baby
It's where it all began in your music plans
You got up to dance
The way you move,  got me lookin’ at my shoes
Forever etched

dead friends I bought a Patek feel like uzi
Eli sick as hell he got pneumonia from that cuban
I can make her fall in love quick no pt Cupid
But if she

That looks just like a tree
C is for the carrots
That help me to see
Oh Vegetables I love to eat
The ABCs of Eating
Some are salty
Some are Sweet

it's okay with me
Said she love me, told her don't play with me
Bitch I been learned my ABC's what you want?
Oh you want to smoke some dope?
LA, come

Yeah
Look
I’m still
Heavily grounded in my 720’s
I’m thanking God for my life
And my 4 amazing ladies
Yea that's my mama, my shawty and my 2 sisters

was famous
My naked wrist look like it got
Hit by a couple of paintas
Im gettin money but the fact
That im gangsta nevea changes
I goy my Locs on waitin

Got what it takes,
To put food on,
Everybody’s plate,
I know the past,
You can’t erase,
Let’s let it go,
Let love embrace,

(HOOK Pt 1 Postscripts)

burning off, layered thick,
a cargo that I haul, wounds and loves unresolved.

I wake up with the sun in my eyes.
The present moment tries
but now I'm back

love you
And your duck faces
But I want to know what
Your tongues do
If you a real stoner bitch
Come through
Like Tech said
You look like something
That

it is
Dade county, you can't fuck with mine
I'm killing the game, taking it back
Old pit, I'm bringing it back
Look at these fools, they think it's

Shorty got potential, I could be her sponsor
I met her backstage at a Coke Boy concert
I can tell by her aura, she want Dram' the God, hahaha