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with me
Maybe by chance this is how it's supposed to be

Here I am standing alone, I'm stripped, and now I can clearly see
That just because I

the colors of the rainbow
Sometimes make me cry?


Daddy when will I
Find my knight in shining armor?
Will he be strong just like you
And love me for ever

getting this money's a grind
There ain't no such thing as taking the easy way
I don't feel like wasting my time
If you gon' be with me then baby you need

down, grind now I gotta play for it
We never ball on the same court, Why?
You hit the club, I'm at the airport 
Do It Major, Stacking paper, Checking off

catching you breath
After we done
Sip on champagne for the fun
Feel the connection I know that you sprung
Love your compexion up under the sun
You're pure

've gone away and I feel sorry for today
I'd like to know that you're okay
In isolation in my heat

down the street and my diamonds all lit (uh)
Cruising down the streets on an OGT
Naughty by nature at the neck of my OPP
Fuck the radio I wasn't made for

at my core
Girl what you waiting for
Hop in the car
I'm just hoping that it starts
If it don't that's okay I want to take a Uber anyway
Any time of day

'm bleeding
I'm bleeding
In my back, I feel the knifes
No
Let's destroy feelings about what you see
Just let's burn down our moribund society
Open your soul,

I been doing fine
Steady focused on the grind
I'm way out the way on missions
Y'all gone realize
When I catch you by surprise
This ain't that this

a niggas i cant fuck with, niggas all for they self man, only time they gon fuck
With you if them bitches need a fucking helping hand

I dont want yo help

to fail or something
But I vibrate above it
Niggas swear they love you
Niggas swear they loyal
Waiting for that bread to come through
It's a certain type

critiquing my every movement, every track, trying to find the improvement
Improve the improvement, I'm trying to do it
Excuses, excuses, you lying and stupid

It’s Nicky T, but you can call me Rumour has it 
I’m rapping now, I’m fantastic 
It feels like I’m massive with passion now
SpacedOut I’m singing,

we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin’ out
Fuck doomsday, we all survivors now

fiend 

D’ussé on a plane, floating Grand Marnier
On a boat, with my folks, sipping Courvoisier
Screaming motherfvck tomorrow, bitch I’m living for today

deep inside I'm not just bad I'm crazy
And maybe you're thinking that that sounds fine cause I can think of 6 7 8 9 or 10 things that could be way worse

I'm an addict
Addicted to dough
Woah
Many bitches, Margarete's
Feel the smoke stuck in my chest
Clean the pot up, grab the tech
Bet you this shit sell

be smacked by an octopus
With a swift uppercut

And I know you get tired
Of my resting face
How I’m silently judging
What hasn’t yet taken place
So

Hey lady
My lovely
I'm blown away by you

Never a wrong moment cause I
Met you at the right time
If we can keep it tight I'm thinking
This could last

something
Or you can sit in a chair with your feet flat on the floor
Find a position that is most comfortable for you
You can close your eyes if that feels

I'm sorry reather be by myself
I deeply got issues sometimes Ion really be myself
Sometimes i tend to think about what if you was here

But ima keep it

want a mansion, the reason I want it, it’s not what you think…

Sure I love flexing on people who hating on me, but the cash I got in my bank…

It’s for

the pistons got too much speed n torque
My new cup reddish liquid now I'm always pissing refill might need some more
7/11 for the wraps and the doubled Up cups