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showed me lands

The holy man uses the soap
And dryer fan
He looked at me and said You
Can't pray with piss on your hands

I recognized the essence of
His

them school days

Code name fa tht hoe

Ha code name was for fun 
 (For fun)


I got on gucci mix

 With north face 

Lil bro  

Know I'm getting it done

systems broken

Hours spent with friends and family
Not a word has been spoken

Attachment unavailable
Connections out of range
New way of life is failing

Gotta stick in the backseat
Dis shit came with attachments
Run around with that ratchet
Shooting shit like a basket
Got da dope doing jumping jaxs

Ayy Kevo!
(Let's get it)
Imma just do what I do, cause I can't take back what I did
My brodie wash up with shampoo, cause it ain't no soap in

vest
Message from my gun plug attachments coming with the techs
Thinking he a big dog send that nigga to the vet
Pull up where you strap at he left it

The message, the message, the message is clear
That we're spinning down the john another year
Sure we struggle with our past
But we know that it'll

The same energy be match

Arguing messages
All in my phone
Pressin me messy
You never be gone
Steady undressing
Attachments I own
Stead of you stressin
Me

uses the soap
And dryer fan
He looked at me and said you
Can't pray with piss on your hands like woah

Thank you for creating a safe place for me

Smiling Faces

Kevin Gates

Stranger Than Fiction

2013

message
Evil is after your soul, people smart with deceptions
Keep the sharp observation, allowing no infiltration
Of those you let in your circle
They

a yes man
Make a mess with
Always looking for a message
Just to miss them yeah
Say she goody goody
But she always gotta sin
Care bout where you're goin'

Yea Yea Yea Yea
Oh this money is the devil
But I need her in my life
That's why I ended with a pie
The way I stretched it from a slice
I never it cut

shit is just attachment
Imma give you all your space you leave me in the past tense
Sadness that's what I'm having
You don't fuck with me for real you

you
All your ex's in the rear view
Independent girl it fits you
With attachment comes the issues
Just be forward, keep it simple
Shawty bad to the bone,

bullseye him like a dart
We bullseyes him, like a dart
I saw the fakness before the
Departure so I, don't count it
As a lost y'all played with fire
So imma

you
Iris, I have a message for you

And in the language of the hour
I would friend you with a flower  
I'd describe it to you how I feel I should
Cos

there will still be the smell
Of almond soap
In the ashes and in the ground

And when you leave with the morning star
There'll be a message on my door
My

to learn about dying concern turn to siding with niggas eternally resting
Okay my pops was selling dope
Walk in the spot the smell of soap
Always knew don't

chips, Frito Lays, chips
Frito Lay he got soap in his eye
I bet his bitch ass cry
Swag orange like a pumpkin pie
At the club with my guys, ayy
Hit

See I had to grow up with struggle but I still knew how to hustle
Shit if soap was to make me some money
I swear I'd be making bubbles
All these

It's always bout the past, you never letting that shit go
Hit my line, bitch I'm declining, leave a message at the tone
Had to focus on myself

you say?
(Shorty)
Hell nah
I won't even lie
a nigga hate quidditch
I hate going back and forth with niggas uh
I won't even try
I aint leave a message
I

F*** a lil cribo I need me a palace
I stay up all night writing passages
She sent me a message, it came with attachments
I told her don't get too

with 
Sell the myth til' the reaper know

Surrounded by the world's negatives
Use my message as a weapon
To reflect what method gives
Any place can feel