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Thinking about you all the time
(bout' you all the time)
Your body feeling like it's Hennessy
The kind of girl I'm taking home with me yeah
I wanna make you

to fight it) I try all night
I can't get myself friends to side with
What is unity without the TY?
Said friends but you never reply
Our distance keeps

Okay that pack in
I need to find a place to put them racks in
I looked inside his cup it's filled with acid
And niggas used to sleep on me like last

It's starting to make its way around That rumor mill is spinning round
And I'm leaving town, can't slow it down You've got your story, I've got mine

me wish to stay a while before I leave
You know it's just the right way
Wish I could just behave
But my loves all dried out
I wish you'd stay a while

fucking scared to make a sound

I don’t have the patience or time
I’m a fucking thorn in my side
Telling myself that I’ll be okay
Knowing full well I’ll

and all the boys
All your pills and all your toys

Open mouth and closed eyes
If I escape, do I survive?
Is running just another way
To pretend we'd be okay

got it
Fat boy, rich nigga, with a appetite
Count money all night under the candlelight
Spinnin' vinyl, Teddy P, or is it Lionel?
Not a model, but I

fuck up she a bygone (Uh, Uh, Uh)

N I'm upset
I put givenchy on my drip, now I'm okay
I keep that thing right by my
Side 'cause it ain't safe
I thank

space, I need my space
I'll be okay
'Causе wherever I go, thеre I am

Yeah just had a day longer than they nose
After all the lies that I've been told
I

that they
Gon' stick by you we gon' see up in time
This shit still beside mе
I can't even trust, nobody
Only all my brothers, that's what wе got, TTB

Wolf fucking Haley
I'm not fucking crazy, fucking crazy
Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
Okay, it's my turn to rap (Do that)

Fucking modern day Ian Curtis I

In Your Mind (Altered States)

Prince Paul

Psychoanalysis: What Is It?

1996

(Okay, Pete, fill it up. I'm gonna soak my head under your hose.)

(Ahh, this is the nearest thing to a bath I've had in a week!)

Yeah, I FUCKIN'

wrong with these people
But time passes by so fast
And smiles are free of charge

Oh, when you’ve got it all
Then the world is yours
Nothing makes you

tell me I can make it
To the top even by my lonely
Know the succas watching so
I got to stay low-key
As I look around
I see these niggas aint for me
Why

(You're beautiful you see)
(It's love)
(You're beautiful to me
You're beautiful you are)

I don't need no man
Coz I can do it all by myself 
I don't need no

thout em
Runnen circles Im so tired
All these bitches man they liers
It's okay, I'ma keep it modest
I'ma keep it pushin
Homie, keep up on some foul shit

it's showtime, but there's no screams
Okay, let's make a deal:
You get famous, you get riches, you get mansions, you get bitches
You get salmon that's

Uh uh uh uh
You know lately I just
I ain't just been feeling good
I'm just a lonely boy
In a lonely land
Trynna make it out
But I got no plans
(Got

at
Hollywood is calling back
You might see me on your tv
When I make it big, I'm California Dreaming...
I'm on the golden coast again
I bet it all in California

November to December nights
Illuminated by colorful lights
It's the Holidays, so I think I might
Might forego the celebrations this time
Because

to the Eiffel tower
I Said Girl you looking gorgeous you get cuter by the hour
By the minute
Now where the fuck bed I want you in it
I don't talk like this at all

housing with each other
Trying to make it through the tundra
But the rubba 
Has met the road
Getting lonelier by the day
As I'm traveling throughout

Verse 1: 
Flood warning
Givenchy, drip on me, still wet, even after it’s done storming 
Can’t even say all the mismatch brands on me, my drip go