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at times baby I need you, my side (my side my side , yeah yeah) 
If you give your love to me I’ll show my way 
Pretty girls showeth demma waist line (yah)

When our sugars’ feeling low 
I mean you’re my neighbor right
Which makes me the girl next door
Am I reaching
Preaching or 
Teaching
By wanting someone

from the girl next door to be my favourite toy
I taught you how to play the blues but you showed me how it feels
Shout it from the rafters
The innocence

at myself
I should be used to this by now
Broken promises, broken memories
Leads to a more broken me
Feeling more and more empty
Feeling less and less worthy

my door, Im not waking up
Find me on the floor When I take too much 2 days later The angels come 
Saying baby ill be late the next day I'm come Through

commas u get be the comatose
Can’t wait till they begging for more though
Bakery open got more dough
Pull up with hoes in a four door
Im spreading my wings

tried
Girl I ain’t perfect, but that’s something that wasn’t gifted to nobody alive
But still I apologize for not knowing your worth when it’s only you by

Yay yay day day
20 inches keep em clean doh
My cousin swinging like a screen door
Why you scratch like a fein foh
Huh ok
I was in inspired by

(Shoot it up)
Since you left me I feel empty inside
(Pain)
Pack a gram maybe light it up tonight
(Smoke it up)
I'm alone but the devil by my side
(666)

vision I'm out looking for green
Next level I show you what I'm about to do
My plate is empty and my stomach hurt I got to get some food
If you under

can't go outside this ain't what I wanted
Everything on hold like girls on my Iphone
I ain't gonna call
You could say I'm in my zone

Shout out all

only just a dream I gotta wait my turn
Maybe next time that this happens you gon really learn
And when you put your hand in fire you gon feel it burn

mine then Imma go after it, dream big go capture it
Homie I am accurate, yeah everybody got an off day but
The next one ya best know I'm back at it
Good

The American dream – you're played by the movie stars
Minus the phony people – minus the girls and cars
But you're the one I'd pick to sit next to – when I walk

the cops
Before the next line I spit might get somebody shot
I'm here to body beats, you niggaz tryna stop me please
By the time I'm done with you, you'll be

I can't put it into words
I Sit back and watch you hurt
See the world pass you by
You keep your head up but fake a smile
There's  something bout

by daylight, with no savings
We on the next flight to Las Vegas
Yeah
I ain’t got the time
These niggas be lying
They ain’t bout that life
You only live

Its anything just to get a single placement
But if you got a mother fucking dream you better chase it
Cuz I’ve been told by people
“You would never

covered by the blood homie
Walk into the enemies camp
Cause I was sent there to stomp and stamp
Out everything that is evil 
And my orders come from your

I used to relapse in my dreams
Sleeping on streams getting lost in the means
Searching for souls in a further lost world
Chasing hot girls when my

of the lies
Everyone's fighting and falling apart
It will be the same shit when the next man dies
I'm tired of my people dying
Somebody help us please
I'm tired

(Got my girl on the FaceTime)
Abstract Liquid Records
Please do that dance on the camera (aye)
I'mma smoke weed, watch Atlanta (aye)
Mix it up, crush

the world will do the rest
I get butterflies driving by your street
Butterfly jet flying south to the beach
Trust me girl you're not another number
Forget

that in this rap
In fact, I made you crap and shit by spittin' fat
Yo, so what stage is next? 
That I can rip up and infest and lay the mic to rest 
But,