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still get my name wrong
After cheefin' reefer 23 rips out the same bong
Jeepers creepers cheeba's got me lifted till my brain's gone

Smokin' sour by

lives matter too
My nigga laugh like a kid again when he shoots
We are not that same, you a lame, smokin' boof
We don't want the fame, we just came for

What was it like to live a lie
Live a lie, live a lie
What was it like to live a lie
Live a lie, live a lie

When I take my last breath and I can't

A hold of my devotion to this all grip the sword
Atonement for the boldness I've been roped in by the
Worst of my decisions now I ask for my forgiveness oh

can sum up
My religious feelings in a couple
Of paragraphs first: I
Believe in you and me i'm
Like Albert Schweitzer and Bertrand
Russell and Albert

things, same things, same things
Same things
Same things, same things, same things
Same things

I had to hustle, my back to the wall
Ashy knuckles
Pockets

not wanna be bothered
Bro you do you I do me man y'all live y'all lives
I can see right thru the pain the hatred the same i look at it in y'all eyes

as hell, that ain't no happy cell
Is John 3:16 ever gon' ring a (?) Yeah
I can't hoop like Mike or sing it like Adele

But when I got God by my side, I

love so far away
Do you think of me I think of you
A rose bloomed out a broken home 
Forgiveness reigns from all my soul 
I'm alive live live live live

to live off of oodles and noodles and now I got takeout at Denny's (ooh) (Denny's)
My crib was empty, but now I got plaques and a studio full of some

under I’m thinking that maybe
Insanity’s doing the same old routine
Since everyone does it, where does that leave me?
I don’t live my life like I’m

down this road together
And I know that this feels right
And I do believe without you right by my side
But it won't feel the same
So, baby I am gonna

and her purple socks

bridge
(Cello Solo by Simona Colonna)
I could hate the way you walk, hate the way you talk
But nonetheless I would give you my love

Alright, feels like
Purp flight part two

Stupid
Let's go

Dive into the bottle
Yes i do my own stunts
Bitches like bananas, get em by the bunch
Eat

talking bout my life that's how I live on the set
Man let's talk about it
How fast time goes
You niggas stunting the same
I be switching the flows
Been too

Ain't felt the same in months
I haven't slept once
I treated you like dirt
In a world filled with lust

Put my phone on do not disturb
In the club and I'm

It's a party errday ga re khutsi
Popping bottles sidl'ubusha bethu
I'm with my bae kuhanjwa 2 by 2
2 by 2
Adiwele!
Adiwele adiwele adiwele
Adiwele

Tattoos
Man some people fade away
I just take it day by day
And hope my friends don't waste away

I don't wanna lose my people right now
That's every

shit
I tell her hold my shit ain't talkin bout my dick
I'm Talkin bout this stick
Getting rich

Bet you couldn't live a day I live

Bet you couldn't live

been beautiful as never
Dense yet the same as the stars in the sky
Shining faintly, blinded by street lights
I'm a close observant swim-wandering the air

and the rest on my dick
Homies so distant, you all in my clique
No niggas be different, we one in the same
So if you got bitches, we fucking the same
What time

Some bad shit, but I live with it, kid
The same ones that be up
When you're down are
The same ones tryna talk shit when you win
(Facts)
Old mate jealous

out
Chilling by the corner talking about that shit we dreamt about
Peeping through the telescope guess it's bout the round about
Will I fuck the same

Maintaining

Common

Resurrection

1994

my pocket 
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors 
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'