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I'm not someone who really wants a lot
The only thing I really want in this world is happiness
I just want to find a place where I feel safe

lit
I've been waiting twenty two years now
For a slim girl neck tatted cute ears yuh
No bullshit no drama type girl yea
Chit chat, have fun, live life,

of drama
A couple years later only
Thing changed is the commas
Still loud mouthed and stubborn
But she raised me to be honest
And Value honour
It's a cold

I'm antisocial to niggas
I'm guessing reason they don't like me
(They don't like me)
Give a fuck if they don't like me
I'm way better by myself
If I

contrary as a five-year-old
He was a god of always right
She made their love a spectacle
A waggling tongue of purple prose
Her words couldn't get a thought

the boat
Know I'll stretch his mother
With a ruthless rhyme scheme I have hidden in my coat
This oil dirty Bih say she love the energy I tend. To tote
I'm so

the barn
We got a john deere and I mow the back yard fifty bucks a week
Cause my dad pays me good
And I'm only 12 years old
But I'm strong like a beast
If

just to cop what I'm serving outta my pot 
Two years, one hundred days better, it's lit 
Rumors say I quit, how quickly they all forget 
The team ain't

to grill me now they tryna be my homies now
Same ladies tryna be my one and only now 
Use to walk on by couldn't get a hi now they wanna ride 
Swear I'm next

is the way I got dividends
And I was out for 'bout a year but I'm back with a second wind
Me and J Boog on the Westside
It's only brothers and you

Bust back
Put them in the dirt
Hit them with a little bit of venom where it hurt
Love that
Even when it burns
Never be defeated by the evil in the words

with you
You're the only one that can fly me to the moon
Cause I got inspired by you
Lovely when you get back home
Talking about our days
I don't need

the years left them rust
Crossing a new divide
Black the souls of my love i try to keep
It's gone like the days
Before i ever knew
I'm here to stay waiting

don't state mine
Hold it down nigga it's love I send mine
Bitch I'm only here to talk money I'm on bag time
Hit my phone later little bitch it's a bad

free but the church cost money
And he gon make you run it every sunday

I used to be the xmas king boy i wanted everything
I measured your love by what

that ima just keep rappin' on
And singin' on
I'm in love with this shit cause it's the only thing that's kept me strong
Why I feel weak when I do good

When's it going to come back? When's it gonna hit me again?
Only my children keep me alive. I am stabilized right now,

A thinner and finer thing has

mood
When she gotta attitude
Gotta have like 250 a year
Before taxes taxes
Before she even glance
Or bat a eyelash at you
And she aint even got her own

Only God knows
Human beings heart
He played every rules
By he's own characters
With key of our Dreams
That time
No one can destroyed
What God put

a disappearing act

When i need you the most
When my life is on pause
I can only be revived by you
When I was left with none
I still gave you my all
'Cause I

fake an argument
Just because exhaustion
From this MookMann premium
Change voices after Intaking this helium
By the next day
Different personality acting

You and You and You
Written and Composed by James Gardin

[Verse: James Gardin] 

I wrote this while sitting in terminal b
The words just flowed like

toys
And bring them out this year
Let’s make it clear, I’m hear for the money
So when you see me
Say there go that nigga Rick Slick Diggly about his

dem man be some sheep fina eat them on Eid Twice a year then repeat
Let me show you how I roll
Only look down when I'm texting on my phone
Peng ting so