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love bc he surrounded by the fakes
And the niggas he called bros turned out to be the snakes
So every time you see him you see the pain on his face

Keep Walking
Keep Walking
Keep Walking
Just
Walk 
Walk 
Walk 
Walk 
Walk 
Walk 
Walk
Keep Walking
Keep Walking
Keep Walking
Keep Walking

I need space

loubs
I really wanna put you in a coupe
And you’re so cute
Girl you’re so fine oh my
If I died I'd come back and pick you every time
If you died I'd kiss

tailor-made, switchblade, marble fade, masquerade no mask
Ready know I don't ask, blow by blow I don't lack, fine
Bartman Sideshow, so ho, wanna know why I'm

What was your name?, I don't care
Let me grab you by the hips, kiss and tell
Do you wanna take me home, or not?
Won't forget the night, here we go

But

It’s cold outside keep your heat yeah
Codeine giving me dreams yeah
Boy from this planet I’m from outer space
I’m off the Molly I geek yeah
High, I’m

Cutie fine dime on the timeline, never seen you up close but now she here in my eyes
Time flies, i don’t ever wanna let it fly by
Shawty fly, buy anything

out on that time, the only thing he tryin' to kill
Life's in prison, get yourself a ribbon
Straight from blood and here, by the bridge
Cold world, get

I never used to have a PlayStation
You could hate me for my reputation
Or we talk it out have a conversation
Don't lie to me that is time wasting
You

waste time sending Z's to an ex
I'm really turning to a fein for the paper 
We finna engage if you toying with the mullah
I wanna get some space, maybe

vip mode
Im very important dont worry much ‘bout anyone else
My trust you destroyed it so nigga ima’ stack By myself
No starving i avoid it stack paper

of space now we're steady on the come-up
And all this shit I hear I swear to god you stupid (Thraa)
Go invest in something real this life ain't a movie

catch a vibe , catch a high 
Out of space I’m just trying to catch the time 
Fuck the opp 
Get your gwap 
Don’t forget what this thing is all about !

you'd be the one to play the part
And I don't wanna waste my time
Trying to get you off my mind
Tell me that we weren't meant to last
I think I moved

can leave your words dangling off your lips
Bet on me and you wont lose any chips
If not then its a waste like the space above your hips
All I'm tryna

the Lord
Let me tell 'em
Come on
It's only by His grace that I'm still breathin
So I bless the Lord, I got ten thousand reasons
Demons leaving, people

Trying hard to understand but it gets harder
I miss school, I'd sit in Harvard not to get bothered
By Miss Chopper shooting at my ribs, I live proper

Look at space and things afar
Wishing for the extraordinary
From the corner of my eye
I see a star who's shining bright
Then I knew she came, knew she

Slipstream into your minds eye
I find times the only thing that matters is the space between the finite
A sideline to the gator of a timeline

pocket call me CP number 3
I can rhyme bar for bar but it’s gone have to be a fee
Check the time MT6 ain’t handing nothing to em free
Fuck em all if it’s

preference
You try to copy you need me to reference
All praise to whoever giving grace
Blank faces while I'm filling in the blank spaces
Meditate daily for

something from me you can't get shit but get lost
Take a risk with this life I could be rich by tonight
Its a blitz in that field with that blick, they dont

the clothes and the dishes both in the same place
Had my shit hanging on hangers, no one could claim space
We sleeping shoulder to shoulder until some things

gon stand by me
Right there 'til the end
If you want the best of my heart
You just gotta see the good in me

'Cause I could be the rain
In your desert