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falls
We getting litty
Bands on the floor
Came with crew
Let's get it boy
I just wanna be the one you run into
Let me send location come through with your

Don't look at me like I'm crazy
I don't wanna perform for you
I don't wanna act like the other boys do
I wanna wake and I wanna run
I wanna stand out in

boys cause I'm focused on paper (Guap)
I don't back step unless I shoot my shot you a lil' man just like cobble pot
I'm fucking up the game like

through these trees
Like the wind, I'm a nuisance
Plan on moving out of state
When I graduate
Getting two degrees
I ain't got the time to play
Boy you

don't like to ramble
Shout out to my boys
Ari, Sam, Campbell

Light the candle, Ay yuh

Light the candle, straight buying, no rental
Anti-hero Deadpool,

You can text em
Or you can do it through a call
But umm
I just hope this
Get out to
Who it needs to
Look
Now it be early in the day
And I be thinking

to fall, who came to save them all
Average boy trying to overcome these challenges
Trying not to bounce, life's checks and balances
They try to say, No

hate it
I sit and try to speak my mind but the thoughts are faded
White boy from the burbs, so my thoughts are jaded
No real pain to express, know I'm

First of all
We was cool and all
We would bump heads but not daily
How did we fall
You would never call
These assumptions drivin you crazy
I got

The moon frowns down on old Joe's bones
Lying by the side of the wall
He never thought he'd die alone
He never thought he'd die at all
Who knows

commas up
Call me Big Meech (Big Meech)

Uber man can I smoke in your car
Tell me no I'll fuck you up big time
(Big time)
Bitch boy do you want your five

these actors
I mean rappers
No whip, switch gears
Driven by all the passion
You do it for the fashion
Pussy boy, you steady lacking
OnYx made a song but

it like it's trouble
Yeah!
You a opp
I see you live without a motto
You don't stand for something you gon fall like no tomorrow
I don't do the sugar

me out talking bout feelings cuz I'm on my grind
I can't fall behind
Do anything cuz I want what's mine
And just in case you ain't aware
I got so much

the blame
Could it be the broken home mom out with another man
Pops probably want another man
The word flame is connected to the name
Running from his sin but

we gonna go ontop of the world (Amen)
Some of them wanna be like HEgang (Amen)
Tell them Dave Fortune nigga tell them we the master
Cuz we coming out

selfish you that's my recipe
To be a better me, live by my own tempo
I'm investing cash you would have spent on a stone bezel
Inner drive as a Porsche

the same's, her name in blood makes me smack my lips
First she's a hater to the whiskey I give
But just one sip and I made her fall for this shit
Yeah
I'm

Shot for the stars aim for the moon
Shout out to pop you know the smoke will never clear (woo)
My only competition is my fucking self
If i fall i shall

Won't say "oh boy, a nickel!" and perform
No no, not anymore

Pull up the drawbridge, close the gate
Ride out the London rain
Tried to find myself and I

portions
Niggas had to get it all on their own through the commotions
I show no emotions
I just keep going
Been surrounded by the OGs
We don't do cloning

Letters Home

WRITERS:
Anslee Davidson Dave Davidson

PRODUCED BY:
Matthew McVaney

LYRICS:

Dear Home, it's been a while so I thought I'd write

in love so it's hard to play the part
Build it all up just to watch it fall apart
Why things come to light when you leave em' the dark
Hmmmmmm It's too

your type is better
Got me real shaken up every time that you press a button
Gotcha boy by the cuff and I'm contemplating bout cuffin
I ain't playing