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Yea uh, I'm the boss man
I've been runnin' through these streets we cut it off man
Better watch your 6 before we shut it off man
Hit you with the 9

And play it again
But babe, you played me again

And now I’m two street lights
And one mile further from you
Now I’m two street lights
From getting you out

it
I need it
it ain't a journey if I stop mid-stroll
I'm fighting
I'm eating
It ain't a journey if I stop mid- stroll

So lost I'm falling in and out

Click boom yeah I’m ready
Yeah I think I’m ready
Think I got the record just a week ago
I pick a pocket then I set it
Kicks rocks up on the levy

Hear out I’m going away
Look out I’m on my way
I’ve tried so many to say
That I have nothing to save
You know the mess I am
Don’t try to keep me

I keep on working working

Life is a race till I’m die I’m running

Sleepless nights on working on my own with my pains and burdens

Never want mama

Break your happy home
Learn to sing alone
To the music, to the music
Clap your hands and shake
On a summer's day
To the music, to the music

I'm

suicide I've already committed it twice
I don't really want to fall for another lie its f**king up my mind
Chasing a life that I'm not sure of
I have always

I got a feeling I'm out my of mind
This feeling can't keep track of time
Now that I'm gone, now that I'm gone, now that I'm gone
Can't stay up, can't

to do this
I'm ashamed in a way
But I do this
Yeah I do this

So maybe I should let you know
Fair warning warning
I'm about to let you go
In the morning

some work away
I'll apologize at another time
For now, I'm really tryna get the underline
Tired of being crept on over being slept on
Ain't nobody ever

Maybe I'm enough
It was November 29th
I didn't want to say goodbye
She packed her car and left the wine
I felt so numb, I didn't cry
Now this

around)
Lil C bitch
Lil C bitch yeah

I don't play around no more
You want to spend the night better bring your throat
I done fucked so many hoes I'm

Yeah
Uh
Ha
On the cool on the cool
Yeah
Uh
Look
Ha

Get acquainted cause it’s long overdue
That I’m given you the flavor that they never could brew

I got the
MAD MAD
Digits
MAD MAD
Fitted
Hundred thousand
In my bank account
You know I'm
MAD MAD
Ignorant
I got the
MAD MAD
Digits
MAD MAD
Fitted

like trout
Might have hits like trout
I ain't in it for clout
I ain't in it for money then to just back out
I'm going to write until I black out
No one

real en doe het solo ja ik ben m'n eigen team
Ik hoef geen complimentjes voor mn fouten
Klop mezelf wel op mn schouder
Ik hoef nergens op te bouwen, tel

(Listen bae ah' yeah)
I'm TLs Son March fifth, twenty seventeen 
I still remember the talk when they told me he wasn't coming back
(Dilly Got It

I don't even recognize myself
Put all my dreams on the top shelf
Flying high, crossing realms
I'm wide awake, but overwhelmed

Thinking about my

a record
And I promise I'm trying to be better
But this life shit too clever

Who's your favorite rapper?
And don't bring up any cappers
She ain't my ish but

and my heart just stops
Grab my hand and I begin to hear the band
And I'm wondering where we really stand

Till then I'm all alone on the roof
And I'm

Nineties on my feet, stepping left and right
I'm only dressed this nice cause I've invested my time
Came from nothing so I'm trying to be the best you'll

I'm a bully to this rap game
Lyrically, I'm gully
Full of furious untapped rage
Wary of what's coming
Pull a Morbius, adapt fangs
Kill it dead

She said
One more down just to pipe down
Two more down just pipe up
Becky G, I'm going to pipe down
Three more pipes, I'm going to pipe down
Uh,