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it blow
B e a t by snow
B e a t on your hoe
She got that drip water nemo
I got the stick on me keep low
All black im incognito
Yea
Shooters creepin

bitch
I got money
Yeahh
Fuck Yall

I made bond bitch
Right back where they caught me at
But they gon' have to kill me
Aint no way I'm going back
My hood

And put some funds in her account 
She might not understand now but I'm building this just for you
A hard road I done turned a few
The time I seen my cds

the money low it was crazy B
Yeah so ka kena di trata was playing timer in my teen years
Shout out to mama she made it bearable a queen yeah
Young mind broken

Girl 
Girl 
Imma just say it
I wanna make you my 
I wanna make you my 
I 
I'm so mesmerized by your soul
Oh oh
Made it through your shift 
Dudes all

this dancer
She my new flame 
Stressing daily 
And I'm just tryna eat her out her 
Mood swangs

No sugar coat
Now I say what's on my mind 
And I get what

Started this when I was only nine 
Stationed in my room just fillin up a notepad 
Full of rhymes 
Showin my mom she tellin me I got talent 
Took

and errands got me weary
I tripped in the dark it was misty
Stars connected by wires like earpiece
She tap in to every secret that seeps out of me
The heights

on a tortilla made by mi tia 
Would ya like to share some of my Don Julio tequila 
Hi Senorita
Nice to meet ya, nah 
Lemme act like a legend and bury my bone

gotta hit a couple places 
Tie up my laces
Was made for this
I don't ever wanna give up 
I gave up on so many people 
I deep for growth and prosperity

come back
Cuz I'm to fucking broke for a baby I'll need my cum back

Aye, I'm coming right back though
She wanna hang, but don't know the ropes so I just

someone for a show
Cuz those are tactics yeah but
For real that's a low i don't love my ex
Nah okay for real that one just a joke
My bitch on her knees she

seem in my dreams, but it's
Easier to breathe in our breeze; we're all leaves
[x2]

[Verse 2:]
She doubted my love, not one, not
Two, they all do, but's

to stay on the sidelines and say this ain’t my fight
But taking the easy road don’t mean the choice you made was right
Remember that you’re a bright light

make a move now
Okay, or just go chill out by the pool house
I'mma be fine, dang I've got time
No assignments that I've got sitting
Up on my mind matter

vibe
But she keep on talking to them other niggas baby pick a side

Ain't tryna hurt you I know that I'm crazy In the mind
Gave out all my love I wish

Don't care if we speak or not
By my lonely speaker knock
Shoot to be the richest out the bunch can't take no cheaper shot
Mind ain't like my peers

muted
It's just a dark cloud coming by
Clenching too tight try to refute it
Hittin' my tobacco pipe
I never smack my wife
Reading books on the toilet

Yeah, it's gon get better yeah
Damn she got me trippin really took me out my element
Had trouble recording, wasn't eating but like once a day
I text

keep on hitting piff with the coffee to relax
Really love the ritual in getting the weed wrapped
Steeping my mind, illegal tea bags
Pouring my soul

in regrets for lack of commitment into my time made
Way too much precision went into making all of my art say
High as hell and I just woke up, still be

on sneakers
Got me thinking i'm alright
But i know they only fillers
To hide up all my feelings
My dreams made of thrillers
Making me feel like a killer
But i

I really knew you wasn't mine
All these niggas just be hating tryna steal my shine
Don't let her looks fool you cuz she made like a dime
If i put in

to love must’ve fallen on my head
Got a Chris brown feeling she gon take it to the head
Going to to top bitch I got it on the plot
Wanted you to be right by