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you want some smoke with me then yea I'm pole clutching
When this song come on lil baby yea you better throw something (woo)
I heard a crack up in her

Feeling artificial pain
For some actors on a screen
I couldn’t tell you who they are 
Cause things are seeming all the same
Could you give me a second?

lock us away
Aye, listen to me
Give me some empathy
Sympathy, sympathize, similar humanity
Aye, woah
They said that killmongers dead
Just like that dude

Mental relapse
I'm on the rise hoe

Doing all this shit while being myself
Ain't no disguise hoe

Asking me some shit I've asked myself
A hundred times hoe

too dense for me to venture
Cross the chasm between lovers and a friendship
Not what you wanna hear
But if you want to talk about it I can lend an ear

Bow down to what they want Empty the banks one by one
A generation of slackers and dicks What's next for the kids, kids
Violent behaviors, there's no

on and smile, your ID is looking shiny
Scream, kinda' freaky but they like it
Show me clarity, attractive villain, you
I should find an out
But I don't want

From when my name was signed by the defendant
To selling out shows, I'm betting
I'ma be the next out to city, homie
And it's all Bens when I'm

always together like Martin and Gina
Was spinning and spinnin but no ballerina
Forever protected by my aubelita

These niggas don't like me but they steady

slam the door,
Look out the knife,
I slit some more,
Jump out the window as soon as they opened the door,
I wanna run,
But I can’t no more,
I want I gun,

Huh, I might take her to Matsuhisa or the Ritz
It kinda depend on my mood 
Every-day I put different colours on the wrist
They told me I'm

You must ain't heard, I'ma die by mine
I still like a man, when she hit the fan Keep on spinning till I get dizzy
Speaking DEZZY I'm smoking woodeezy  I

you want some fiction
I could do this all day how bout you
You got me dreaming all day about you
So you can't slow down coz I promise you
By the time

well, well, I'm untouchable

Who are your friends to judge me?
Some effing renegades they can be
You made a joke of me just to be cool
Hell I'm so dumb

on the boards
But i'm the one who changed the score
You had five and i had four
You not even a nine had to open my eyes
Talking shit and then he died
Had some

tank
I might just rob me a bank
I'm just counting all this bread up
I don't give a fuck what you say
And I know that this niggas they fed up
If they

Through The Air Like A Virus, Who Want Some, You Aint Ready For The Mind Of A Deadly Lyrical Sharp Shooter, I Shot You With A Medley, But I Aint Talking

don't run away and this time it won't be special
I don't need to breathe right down your neck for some attention
Cause I don't need to be right by your

Say you want walk through it. So you grow through it.

Mission Impossible 2X (gotta believe)
Running through obstacles (see it do it)
(Believe,

it's not given, it's created

I want you to surrender your need for perfection
You could fail miserably, I'm giving you permission
You could feel

they want percentage
But I got that, I call it the Big Mac
Yeah I got the most bread, my legs look hella swollen
Look like I hit the Bowflex, fuck

but I bet that they won't try me though
Trust me I done lapped ya ya ain't never passing by me ho
It's a blowout at halftime I got them out the door

Scared to death and they fidgeting
Niggaz talking shit and they wind up missing men
Get eaten by wolverines in Michigan
Stay cooking up a storm in

and hopeless living  
I know the feeling 
Dealing with those who hold resentment 
In your direction it's perplexing they want your position 
I Practice Distance