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a pale shadow

I crept along the street
Just looking out of place
I ended up in here
Just by force of habit 
If you could see the look
I have upon my face

you If I pull up to your crib, call me bike
I'll let you cycle Memories of the past
I really want this one to last So please don't let it go by too fast

ball just like a Leroy
I'm no type of dude that sit and watch, I let that heater go
One shot, he talk on my mind, I left him on the floor
Two shots, pull

the freshest just like a muhfuckin' pearl
Ooh life is a movie
I don't have time for two pieces or groupies
Used to pull up on bikes like you ain't knew me
Niggas

broke,
By doing the most,
I'm doing the most,
Want the bread so I make it a toast,
Milli likes for the shit that I post,
Can't touch I'm

two days throught my heart
I've been troubled on this side

'Cause the holy texts belonger by something on your hands
And the angel wings forgotten

You got me
Your love keeps pulling me back
Baby

Every time you come by, I'm on some other shit
You got me on that girl you wanna meet my mother shit

don't play around
We on pillow talk to none of these hoes
How the fuck that sound
Shootin' at the free throw by myself
Cause you kept playin' foul
Now I

frozen like this heart Thoughts are such a car
Drinking too much wine in the night time Won't calm or ease this restless heart

Miles of highway are all

I have resolved not to fantasize
Too many secrets hidden in your eyes
Too much mistrust
Oh baby, there's no love lost
I keep a key hidden by the door

and what I've done
I-I just hope that for you, you can always be enough
I can't forget your face, even off all these drugs

The drugs they keep me numb, When

Pacc Gang on my chain
Got Perks in the Gucci Swang
I got ex-bitches sayin that I changed
I got two baddies, they feedin' me grapes
Oouuu, they just ate

too much for you
Don't act up a fool
You had a chance or two
Now ya overdue
Got no space for feuds
Got no time for Qs
You so hung up
So I cut the phone

Window dressing in drip
Wonder what it gets 'em in the schism?
When two cents isn't enough
Comes a (pair-a-dime) paradigm shift
Ten times prices them guys

do much, but they said that I snapped

On every song, on every platform
I like to sing, but I'm fuckin' with rap more
I do what I do cause I need

Green screen, 2017
We're on 2-90, pushing 103 in the CR-V
To acid rap and joji
I've got too much to say about nothing
And something to add

surrounded by paper chasers, money makers, and cappers
Two Benzes and Tom Ford, I spray, let me get this pay today
Used to rock J's, but now I'm Yve Saint

[VERSE 1]:
...and we got so high,
Told the plug, I need a charge, so he drove by,
"How much you need?" I said 3.5, he said don't lie,
Anything less than

Blaming everybody else
Apart from me
Look no further for the truth
It's right in front of thee
Oh I like two
Instead of triangles
There's so much

You just ready to pull
Out on the enemy
He might not be a friend
But I guarantee 2 grown men can reconcile
In the end
You're not born in sin
But a soul

ass in my hand, yeah she love that
Spit in her mouth, how it taste?
Only been half a day, she said come back
Doggy by the window got the bus stop

like me now

Soufside nigga in the house, go crazy
Mama worked two jobs, can't be lazy
They quick to judge every book by it's cover
Had to tell that

of their music
And song contains themes of self harm, & suicide
If you are affected by anything you have heard during the duration of this song
Please engage

than these bitches
How much
Round two, never let up on these bitches
AP, cloned who
I'm embarrassed by you bitches
And let this be a lesson, I don't care