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Just so you kno its not you to lose it...

I smell a night here in the air to live like ive intended...

It aint a second of the day i dont see you

play with you I'm still gon' spazz 
Still 30 shots up in this glock just like a class
Why the f*** I gave love a second chance and you broke my heart
You

Syncopation

And he showed me
The mechanics of
Using a drum stick

And how to hold
Two heavy crash cymbals
And bang them together
And they were so heavy
And you

the foundation mechanics, theory fundamentals cinematic
Can't forget about the classics, aristocratic
And lastly the picture perfect panoramic antics
Imagine,

People count your blessings
They don't see when you stressin'
Follow me on Instagram like I'm in heaven
Told my baby momma, I'll have it in a second

a second
You think she tryna hear that shit?
My flow is a weapon, I'm on every record
Tryna kill that shit, I'm hot as piss
But I'm still not shit
Got off

ought to walk away
If your whole livelihood was
In the crosshairs
Would you step into the path?
Maybe salvage something out of it
When all the pain pass

steady veering off your course
This is second nature I don't got to force
Every day I make a song if I don't then it's feeling wrong
When I say I'm about

the attention of the class
For (one second!) and I tried to boost my image doing video
This human suit is itchy, bitch, I'm pretty uncomfortable
Traded a breath

Autograph in class nigga
I guess I always knew I would be that nigga
They want you to second guess
They want you to doubt
So we just became the kids that
Our

I'ma take second place like Judas
I'm about to make a bribe to be a student
I'm about to play a sport like I'm middle class
I'm about to pay them

second of two
monkee was first but 8 years sooner
spitting image of my pops so only right they called him jr
as for me, I'm more like mom Dukes

Conducting economics
With your bottomless pockets

A line of new German cars
Part obstructing the path
I'm a citizen in second class

Been putting the kids

on the whiteboard in class
Til' life turned mechanic like a cyborg
Don't panic, far from satanic
Prayers to my lord
I swear that I'm music and
Nobody is on my chord

Flow Easy

Bumpy Knuckles

You Can't See Me

2005

showtime - gimme
I spit poison like a black snake bit me
Guns up in the E-Class, D's can't get me
My foot is a 13, 12's don't fit me
My heart is cold