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The fellas all with shits
Don't get yourself involved in the mix
Friends with the city kids
Friends with the kids in the sticks
So I could be anywhere
Find me

Aye
Suicide note
Mothafucka' you gon choke
Gotta get a brand new phone
Delete all my old ass ghosts, yeah

We don't play fair
Fuck that shit, it's

rocking thrifted old tees (What?)
Girl I fixed the problems with the old me (C'mon B)
I don't share no location I keep it low-key (True!)
Outta touch yacht

I am sixteen years old
I am sixteen years old
Do you have a dream
And what is your goal
Even if you don't have dreams now
Your future will grow

my eyes on You
I want to keep my eyes on You
Give You the glory for all I do
The old is gone and You make me new 		

I do what I don't want to do 
What

Money rich no problem
We don't care bout no stardom
I walk it late cuz I'm hardened
Twelve am up in harlem
And now I'm on my old strip
Ran down on my old

times at bars they don't card me
And I wanna cry in the bathroom
Has that ever happened to you?
One day you're in and the next you're lame
30 is old

come ahead
You don't even know what I just said
That's why you're dying right by your bed

She's always drunk and alone
Now I'm known
This lonely old

again o)
My mama don dey old my papa don dey old I think you know baba
(Because I no fit wait again o)
I fast and pray like everyday just to make sure say

I'm getting older
Gotta close this door and lock it tight
It's getting colder
But I don't want that old familiar warmth
I've been waiting
To pack

Looking back now, and it's okay
Never back down
That's what they're gonna say
Come on rap now, with it all day
But the time flies by when you don't think

Waves in ocean falling down
Days feeling hopeless boutta drown
Tired of being trapped in the same old town
Don't wanna lose you but I need move

changed my name to Steven Fletcher
Changed my name to Bradley LaRue
Bradley LaRue a.k.a. Larry Goo
I don't want a broad with a gastric sleeve, Tell her

don't wanna be your friend no more
For so long, I've been holding on
I wanna be your everything and more
Till we're grey and old
I don't wanna be your

Taylor was the jungle
Rappers didn't mumble
Gangster's didn't dance, you got popped
You wore a muzzle
Street's had a code, we don't know you
We don't love

lookin' for a Jedi?
You won't find him here
He'd already be a dead guy for
Him to wind up here
I'm just a tired old man
But don't think I won't throw hands

ready
Old Gucci belly
That’s Heavy! (Heavy)

I ride around
And I’m pressure
She ride da dick
With no hands
Like a Tesla
 Haters be mad
We don’t find
Em

don't nap
They've been wishing that I would

I've been feeling stone cold, game tight, chokehold grab
Now I'm doing what I want
Writing with my friends

Taking it out the vault (huh)
Taking it out the vault (huh)
Formula gimme the code (yuh)
Warm it up back on the stove (huh)
Ok yo shit getting old so

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Hi...
You saved me from old wounds, but also hit me hard to the ground, and burned me to ashes.
Scattered into the air, until I don't know who you

my old family
This is not responsible
Everytime I'd also fall right back
This is coming peacefully
Sticks and stones don't fuck my bones
Somebody help

old teacher
Now get on yours like I'm your old preacher
Shut the fuck up, she's not sucking me off, she's literally just praying “please sir, please

Don´t look upon the sky, you´re wasting your time, 
Said the old man standing nearby.
Do not gaze at stars you are wasting your life, 
Fortune lies

the deal
I don't want you
In a Scion
Eating truck food
You need a foreign
What the Bull
On the trunk boo
Picking dinner
Every night
By the Eiffel
Thats what