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getting by as lines getting blurred
Shits reversed, but these words that I'm spelling gon' lift the curse, bitch
Deck the halls with my dick and balls
Nigga

would these n***** want me to die
When I am the truth and it ain't no lie
Kill these n***** with the cyanide
Make it look like a suicide
Hit these niggaz

time
Been like this as days go by
I wonder
What it woulda been like
If I gave you a lil of this heart of mine
I'm hard to find
When I'm in my feels
She

that
Yeah bitch I'm
Hot like fire Aaliyah
My pussy is the truth
And they believe her
I be so damn hot
I run fevers
Cinderella pet
I'm just tryna get
My

with them
Your truth concealed
Girl, you my home
I need you close
I need to hear
Your voice once more
Can't cope no more
I'm bored, don't want to talk

of trying to see V
She gets the job
His desires come easily
He hides a smile
She comes in
They talk a lil while
Work friends
On his mind is sin
You know how

Ready or Not 
Here I come 
You Can't Hide 
I caught you by surprise 
I spit fire the messiah said that's why I'm alive 
The truth hurts so the curse is

don’t talk unless
She calling bout the sex
Asked me if I’m by myself
She sent a thread with beaucoup neks
Say she tired of faking fucking
All you do is

speak the truth no lie
Every piece of clothing on me might be all black 
But tomorrow might be a suit and tie
No lie all pressure is applied better walk

You-
Don't have to feel, some type of way
I know it's real, by how it tastes
Get to ya-
Didn't mean to make you cry
I'm always out of line
You say it

before I shoot
Whats the move
Count ya steps before I shoot
Whats the move
Count ya steps before I shoot

Ridin round like yall owe me one
Lil jake got

off my dick and grinded for a bitch that's why you mad
You would think that bitch my daughter by the way she call me daddy
Fucked around and spoke too

much stress
Been a lil while since we linked up I'm packing a vest

By the looks of that dress
I could tell that she live to finesse
She's the one that's

Look I ain't into gettin' fucked
That's a whore's job
Lil bitch you'll never get rich
By doin' a poor job
I'm more on
These mother fuckas' is morons
You

niggas jokes

I said shawty where you be?
Got these Gucci snakes, tigers, and some bees
Niggas swear they liars I just tell the truth
Shawty got the water

tryna take what's mine must lost a screw
You niggas cant decipher what's fake or what's the truth
Be worried bout the wrong damn thing ain't got a clue
I

See I got goals I'm tryna reach, put money aside
I want a house out by the beach, what a lovely surprise (yeah)
I'm talking out in Fiji where my

ain't even hear a peep
Back to my cocoon, I'm immune, guess I'm goin' back to sleep

One lil cough, everybody go nuts, and we're 2 weeks deep, no cure, in

rollin wit
Aye
Shout out to Brit
I mold my lil sister
Shit even when we don't speak
I bet she know I miss her
Lately I been MIA
N I ain't takin pictures
I

I had a bigger demand
My hood needs therapy seeing lum in a cast
12 years later we're still grieving he passed
Pour a lil drink in the bench in

I ever made, why don't we discuss
Photos of my granny, last time I felt safe
The West Oaks Apartments out in Alief
Somewhere by the rainbow
Lays a pot

don't give a damn about niggas opinion
Cause you go off what you see
Run it up run it up
By any means gotta stack it up
Bad lil bitch in the club watch

Leavin' the worst of my worth
I must love my soul
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye
Days go by
Pay no mind
To the people that wanna see me dead and gone
Waste no

that's a waste of breath
Pour a 4 up in my sprite yeah that's a lil tech
Tell me if I died tonight would you still only want my sex
Fuck it I don't even