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smoke until I fly ‘cause I don’t like placebo
I like feeling out of body, I love feeling space
I like when I’m out of hobbies new drug in its place
She

Know what history 
Is, 
Some distant kids surrounded
 By risky shit 
I smoke a spliff that’s big then
 I’m feeling 
On top of the world
 Like Bobby Moore

find Oxy's, found her heroin
A bundle of that Boy
But believe me that's no bundle of joy, or a toy
There's not enough drugs in this whole entire world

done always chasing the sun
Leaving the past to find a new grass
Cause baby I’m ready to grow
Love likes to hold tight
Maybe true love is letting go

a ronin living modern
Wanderer of the wonders of the world and ancient powers
And the crust molded by fire, the design of our desires
I sink teeth like

I'm feeling so low
Put my feelings to the side when I'm up on the road
And I hope that new guy's everything in your world
And I hope he fuck you up like

Yeah
I love this beat
Makes me
Makes you what?
Makes me feel
What?
Great
Like I just woke up or something
But from a long and restful sleep
Let's

shooting back
They catch a heart attack
Hammer hits pin, you catch fire, there's no coming back

Go ahead and make that first move if you can
New York City

My Nigga Dead (Interlude)

Dave East

Karma 2

2018

was duct-taped, the whip had new car scent (new)
Paranoid he circled the block before he parked it (paranoid)
He usually would stop at the bodega

Know Me

Trip Lee

The Good Life

2011

without no strain
Yeah you heard of me, maybe I slipped out your brain
Some they really love me, no doubt, no vain
Others think I'm whack like "he sounds

alive
Really in love with new designs
'Gotta touch them dimes
Beware my dogs listen to signs, one more time
'Wit a Rondo nine Chill down my spine
'lil

to talk about it

Hey, looking like you found yourself right by my place
I hope you know your way
Hey, don't give me that looks that's on your face
This was

By my teachers n this shit they got up on the news
Sick of lies an all that shit they dribble
Why didn't they teach us about saving for a rain day it's

some bitches or fishing while Blowin Some soap
Blowin it down by O Snow on the ground I gotta watch out on the road
Cause I gotta couple pounds

biographies ahead of time 
The way it come to mind binoculars ahead of prime 
Niggas keep rapping for the culture not for love it's bogus 
If Parker don't know

distraught
By the way, she's lost in thought
Then she ends up getting caught up in a world not set up for her - God
I know the plans for you
A future

Groupie love
Thats what i want

This aint no gap bish
This saint laurent

Im makin moves
They sayin keep it up

All i ever wanted was a bentley truck

the mortal world
Except your drinking buddies all are murders and racists
People always ask me what it's like to meet Satan
Let me tell you, down here he isn't

why the girls dem love me
If you ain't talking money my number is something you shouldn't be dialing
All of my life
They tried to kill me
I came out

Close the door don't need no more
Try to fly but hit the floor
Said I'm in love but I'm leaving today
These negative thoughts got me got me feeling a way

the start
Born to a loving home, just got a new phone, I got brothers by my side that won't let me feel alone
So look
Don't you stress over things that you

to have a life
Lost ma mind to d bad manners
But now recovering
Under cover uncover
In a world residing with pros but Surrounded by inexperiences
All head

She'll only come out at night
The lean and hungry type
Nothing is new 
I've seen her here before

Watching and waiting
She's sitting with you 
But

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I