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don't want the fame shit
Cause I'm hearing it all the time they say they love me
Then I watch-'em turn they back because they words phony
Either with me

Pepper

Doritos, Fritos, Skittles, and Cheetos
Eat it by myself, I don't like to share with people
Sugar got me soaring, I'm feeling like a seagull
And if

Riding the waves, I rhyme to unwind
Unraveling the story of my life, line by line

[Verse 2]
Precision and prowess, my words they weave
Threads

closed

I'm just gonna spread love right on the mission
Man is never missing anything, couldn't tell
If I'm weak, I'll be walking like a king
Every time

Uhh
Blackout Season
You ever had a girl
That you knew you were bad for
But at the same time
What she needed

They say I'm a problem
But I know I'm

you even feel the void
By the water, in June
Your just moving up for the Season
But I'm leaving soon

You'd all have your families
Offspring of your own

of these
I play forever so I don't be politicking
With you who only around for a season
Can't be passing out the _ that I'm chiefin'
Know they scheming, all

host a meetin', honey season from you heathens
Demons, bleedin' out my mental when I'm sleepin'
Dreamin', tryna be that nigga you believe in, I'm a God

all up in the sun
They don't play me 'cause I ain't talk about killing and guns
Well I'm grateful 'cause I ain't have to live by one
And still tasteful

says love is fleeting
She says she's felt it but it's long long gone
She says she's stopped believing
Overwhelmed by all that's wrong

It happens for no

I got my flowers by twenty one
I got, I got, I got
'Cause I got nothing but sober In my baggage
It's now more easier to manage what used to damage

'Bout a thousand on the neck
That's a gift, not a check
Uh
I give so I get, ho
I live by the best motives
Get what you need
And run with it; become

I will buy you flowers
You can stroke my back
I will carry them in my mouth
And leave them by your side
I will take this coat off
When the seasons

dance and I sing 

And I fill up my jug

And long for the touch 

Of a good woman’s love 



Seasons roll by

And years drift away

Light as a feather

talk but I ain't picking up
They only ask for favors, and I feel like I give enough
But time is passing by, these problems growing old
Life is

grace
John Snow in the cold
I'm the king of the gate
Zone for the dome
Cause I'm breathing an eighth
Won't play with my food
Let me season the steak

holiday - while the bible records spin

Let's take a moment to breathe each other in


No need in stressing' - lets focus on the peace and the love

cozy by

die useless,
Or be one of them niggas who talk but doesn't do shit,
There's too many of them,
I think I fell in love with Henny and sex,
Right now I'm

changing like seasons you really cant tell whos who
Whole lot of love that's filled with red but that shit turning blue
Trials and tribulations you don't

but you taking my sweaters
Maison margiela keep you warm in the winter
Fires by the lake while the city glitters
Sleeping on the phone ain't better than

you ain't feeling me?
Same nigga had to switch sounds
My mama got like three sons
This my season for a reason, I been going harder for like three

and lately you been asking why

I been fightin with my demons
Lately been a losing season
Seems like everywhere I turn
I see my life falling to pieces

all by myself, nobody real enough
It's Dollaz
Rage
Young Dollaz Rage, man
2020 shit, 2021, what's up
Built for any season shit, man
Bitch

to lose to risk a touch up
Gifting luck up is tragic strategy
Jewels ta pigs, being struck up, by a down strike
Early outs for pride don't help the bruh