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context. Doesn't really matter. Before long I'm out of stuff to say and you smile and say, "okay." I don't know exactly what you mean by it, but it seems
blunt wraps and has a murky
Claustrophobic atmosphere
Like what I imagine it must
Feel like to be aboard a submarine, albeit
One with a bar stocked with
right through that twinkle in her eye
Drink at the absurdities
Burn some weed and learn some things
About the way she hurts me
To the 3rd degree
Earnestly
Trying to be like the OG's
But I was just lost soul, trying to find my way back
Trying to find my way home, needle in a hay stack
Following the wrong
lost you
Because i don't care what happens to me
I know I can't lose you to another bad thing
On this midwest farm, surrounded by nothing
I know you
You'll find two screws
I've got the answer like you threw the game
You lose you need seven boy will take
It with only Two schools
I'm the freshest like
that I can't ignore
No control of the fuse but the match is so close I can feel it begin to burn
What's the use of my life if the line between real
For making shitty situations cozy o
Manipulation of the moment
Where the feeling’s really potent
But stars burn slow,
And so they grow
So let me go get
was tweakin' with the peak of his cap
While I'm seekin' to discover what it takes to stay sober
Not cover my mistakes
Try to maybe make sense
Sunshine gon' come with rainy days, Codiene take the pain away
Kobe at the three, while down by two, Dwayne gon' fade away
I know they hate I made
away, fall away
May the last one burn into flames
Freedom
Freedom
I can't move
Freedom, cut me loose
Singin', freedom
Freedom
Where are you?
off the top Like toupé
Touché!
or touchy, either way you know what I mean and you can't touch me
The 91, 2, 3, 6, 7, 8 Bulls, or the bloody all blacks
motherfucking sidekicks
Watch me jump from the Space Needle I survived it
Ay, what's a tyrant to a giant
Violent, better hope you turned in your assignment
'Cause
the city wanna know what I do (fa, fa, fa, fa)
(What that boy do?)
Bitch, I get cash, find a opp block, spin the shit fast (skrrt)
Big dash, on the drop
see a man's blood on my Clarks
(Baow) make the ting come in two by two like
When the animals all stepped in the Ark
(Haha)
Double 8's tryna do Formula
a drunk and not give a fuck
I do a drive-by in my grandmas truck
A G daddy left me at the age of three
Now every South Side crack-head pagin' me
Chill
find me
Where the couch is
I climb the mountain
Oops no I’m moving mountains
Bet on myself
When everyone’s doubting
Whatever is mine
Not leaving without
You don't really want God in your life
You don't really want God in your life
[Chorus: x3]
The bread of life
Drop jewels and take flight
In this
that he'd fly away, like a kite, take flight
Like a letter on a string, like propellers on a wing
But they can't find the key
They made electric
comes to mind when i'm on my flows
You might hate me
Just because my mind is twisted
But i'm r.a.p
Roll a bat as i get lifted
Rappers can't see
Why i'm so
(Livin in a World a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the wall
[Verse 3]
Demonic in my presence
Street corner like a reverend
Tryna find the change, Shining
journey
And often that's just enough
Constantly the weakness seeks to breach the lines
Know what to keep and leave behind
I sit on needles and pins while I
was tweakin' with the peak of his cap
While I'm seekin' to discover what it takes to stay sober
Not cover my mistakes,
Try to maybe make sense
Weeping
Who can't deal with life situations cause that's money to me
Uhh
Murder
[Freeway]
Now who am I
Little nigga named Free from the hood
What
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