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I’m just playin catch up
I’m bout to skip the line on niggas they don’t know I’m next up
Can’t get no sleep my mama worried she had told me rest up
I

Growing up but I ain't ever showing up
To parties don't invite me
I would rather be alone by myself
I would rather be at home with my girl
But not

to speed
Speaking of speed
I was on a late drive
When I got a text that my girl wasn’t mine
Followed by a nude
And I’m thinking to myself this gotta be old

a piece of her mind 
Momma be wilin' next thing I know
I show lil baby I understand, grabbin her hand say, "this how we grow"
She mad at the fan girls tryin

my girl by my side I'll wiggity sliggity slide into the legends and minds
Building me up with destiny and design 
It's like my homie he once told me

dude
Im mixin up the chedda stew

The money trees the honey bees
And muddy shoes the muddy clues
From the kids next door
We would always adore
Kids like

All day, and all night i've been thinking bout you lately
Think about the times whenever you're next to me and...

Never been with someone so cold,

Permanent - the grief make her weak
Still, she need to believe that it won't just repeat

Haunted by the cost, everything she lost
What is gone will live

and how we need to dream bigger
 Maybe even dream richer just to get the cream quicker
First thing I gotta get my girl up out the projects
Maybe later I can

me over 
Girl that touched the soul 

Smokin this popey 
My lungs feeling strong 

All of these thoughts 
They been clouding my dome 

Said you was

We'll see what happens next, darling

She came in my door
I couldn't believe it
Sat down at my table
And broke my motherfucking favorite chair

Oh, now,

though  
So all you nigga's that just get in there cause ya high though 
You ain't even just spitting so pass the mic cause I'm getting by bro  

And I'm

about the stuff that happens next
I’m a big man, that’s why I’m thinking in my head
Yeah the night was fun, I want longevity instead
You’ll learn just how

Tryna' make it go
You ain't want no smoke (nah), no toke
I just make a phone call, hang up, got 20 niggas out the door

Steady thinking 'bout the switches

aint nikki door
Pour a guiness on your floor
A bitch stout
Not for clout
But cause im wavin' like a Shore
Uhh
Up next my turn
Gimme cheques ive earned

Oh baby, do you understand
Every guy and girl in here is acting like a fan
I know by the way that you are looking at me
Just a little touch, and oh

yo a** by yourself (Uh)
FML FML (Done)

Done wit me (Yeah) 
Now you hit my line 
What do you want from me 
I'm doing fine I'm doing better 
Than you

inside of our hearts as we walk away 
Through the doors of our next generation whatever we had in store
Echoes of our mistakes is staring straight up

of these changes
Stankwood so tasty
Ball hard no flagrants
Yea and I’m all bout this cake
Ima need a tall can by my plate
Girl what you need I could really

Hold up, wait. I don't wanna be late
I got another date, told her I'll be there by eight
Sir what's your order, I'ma have the steak
For the lady

her in her feelings
Say that pain is pleasure
But you use me
And you thought that I would never notice
Put a mink over my heart
Because girl you

Or the boy left shaking and cold outside your door?
Do you remember the boy who fell in love with a girl
Halfway across the world?
It was just a passing dream

servin' the local girls and boys with
A coy chick, is what I tend to believe life is
Once you think she's in your hand, she's out your door and never

on the time it takes
Cuz I'm running out

No woman no cry, no girl by my side
That subconscious choice, no question why
I let it come, that is no pun. I never