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sick and taught
Is broken by the seasons
In my imagination’s court
That tears through every corner
Of my body and my soul
Devouring without orders
Dead

keyboard, now I'm stuck in sticky keys
Momma said as a baby I hated all those Gerber peas
Trynna bring in cash flow like white surfaces to tiny fleas
Wonder

keep a blick tucked it's up by surprise
I don't give fuck, I just hide around
I get the cash, baby, yeah, I'm fine
Heard you wan' come to my city then

her from the front
Got my Glec tucked
Shooters snuck
Don't try to get by put your life on stuck
Got my Glec tucked
Shooters snuck
Don't try to get by

she feel good she say hardly 
I keep a smith and Wesson tucked in the party

Hope I don’t crash the whip on the highway off the Percocet 30's
I gotta

believe in me (believe in me)
Could you hold me down and build me up? No, you can't
Could you pay for these bills all by yourself, let me know if you got

on a mission you can't even fucking stand by us
I'm walking with my bands up
Walking wit' my hand tucked
Walk in with this cash yup
I'm walking wit a bag tucked

tucked in my denim
We shoot the windows and car doors we dent em
She don't know where I stay
She don't know where I live
Told that bitch pump her brakes

Tell me
What the hell happens to your mind when you grow up in a household that do drugs
Parents passing down genes manic panic attacks reverse like

They hate on me like what I do
But I Been crossed by niggas who went to school with me
Ain't gotta check I keep that tool with me
Reach in my pants I

the surface
Endurance only goes so far
It only goes so far

Devoured by darkness
That festers silently beneath the surface
Mindless, unbalanced
We all

You think you know but you don't know shit
You only know me on the surface
Mmm leave me alone
I can't stand ya
You think you know but you don't know

Seems to be an issue
Why not bring it up?
The fare 1.50 swiped the card
Got my feelings tucked
Labyrinth of a city
We dive the road down to pit
Down

stinkin' in the blunt
That's that you know what
I don't need a belt because
Got the toolie tucked
We are never linkin' up
Niggas do too much
Niggas do too

Light skin mama
Ima have to holla
Chillen in La Jolla 
Been waiting for a baller

lil mama she been working 
Lil mama know her worth and 

Light skin

shooters in Benz
I got the lead tucked inna front and the back since
Y'all wore out my patience it's thin
You niggas ain't real you niggas be acting real

Niggas always be tucked in niggas ain't coming outside
Bitch ain't getting no money yall ass always lying

I Remember back in the day high school niggas,

to reverse it
I'm on a mission to get it in
Person, first I'ma start off by learning
It's the

First form, you can't scratch
The surface, bitch, i'm surfing

a what? (What)
Hunnid racks stuffed in a mansion
Nigga don't know my shit is tucked (Tucked)
Are you down, or what? (Or what)
Are you in, or what? (Or what)

songs don't mean nothing 'less u got something to say in them
Sometimes the truth don't rhyme 

I keep my dreams tucked neatly in my backpack
Now that I'm

Red lights
Tucked in knife
Sixteen lines with cyanide
Feel her hands run down my spine
I feel like shit I'm sick inside
Break her back
Yeah bend her

fools
Aye rich ass nigga I did it on purpose
Niggas not scratching the surface
Closing the curtains nigga I'm getting this money you know I get in for

the cervix
I done made it to the surface
Like it don’ hurts me to take a word and make it worthless
So I give it purpose
Up in my verse, it's a curse
I’m

they all wanna kill me, with a semi or a glock 40, gotta keep a mac tucked

Got these bitches lookin' mad bruh, they movin' mad sus
Ya they talk like TMZ