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smiling
Wide like I'm cheesin'
I write without feelings
With intentions of healing the
Pineal blind children
Need Indigo's by the millions
My kin will know

selective 
High faluttin' fashionistas, sewer line of credit 
Big headed, pretty twinks, pass easy as anorexics 
Hopeless romantics, bludgeoned by hoe antics

you're already stuck in my head
I keep thinking about a life with you right by my side
Can't wait to fall in love with your eyes
And hear all about your

wig
Den mi cum inna yuh mouth mek yuh taste it
Deh fuck yah a di greatest


Seh she want it rough even tho she know mi romantic
Grab her by her throat

rap is cap these niggas wack he can't come round here
I'm the biggest dripper they know swipe gone out that shit on
I did by myself put all the guys in

hit the pavement
Living life like a basement, till we on the top floor surrounded by blue faces
Ben Franklin's, they say it takes time we need patience

so serene
I'm watching the rain, drip by drip
The pain is all easing, call you a doctor
Call this a surgery
The one with her hands on my mind
The one

(Ridin')
Romantic ass movies, start cryin' (Cryin')
Let's make it happen, get slimed in (Slimed in)

Wanna take it slow if we gon' ever make it far (Far)

rings I hope it's you I must admit it
How the fuck do you sleep at night
With an evil twisted mind
Demons been by your side
Feeding you all the lies

the'mah tell me will hit a gold mine with you by my side yeah yeah
Them nuh never know say mi ah know ya kind cah they will not believe me
Man ah look tough

bitch romantic
You can be Bonny and I can be Manson I slaughtered your daughter and ripped off her panties
Came on her father and called up the auntie
I

made of mink
i'm just tryna pick your brain, wanna know whatchu' think
But i know it's been changed by the lines on the sink yeah
(hard nights long days)

First off, I wanna start by saying that all of my critics can suck on my dick
All of these rappers be capping bout the life they live and it's making

don't turn off them lights
Always look so fine, number 69
Old school, romantic, electric slide

Good times, now we at it again
Oh, good love, we don't

of acting passive
You know you can have it
Never been romantic
Until I met you
You
Don't know what to do with you
I don't know what to do with you
Girl why

can
I used to be a hopeless romantic
But lately, love just makes me sick
I used to be a goody-goody church boy
I was so quiet, nave, coy
Started out

then we cry realize it's not romantic
I'm causing them antics
Baby girl getting frantic
Amiga
Imma look you in the eye when it's right
Time to decide,

hugged
Man that shit escalated that day
Now I'm tryna count a couple bucks
Buy a house, by a crib
Buy a couple bouquets
Niggas wanna count it
Wanna count

most fellas can’t handle it
Eating alone in the dark
Then she sparks a flame it’s romantic and candle lit
I was stuck in a stupor
Seduced by Medusas, but

Infatuated by my Intoxication
Bar, Bartender
Wont you serve me another
Needing something to forget
Momma she wouldn't be proud
We ain't kids no more, we don't

lil chocolate bitch
Wit fat ass wit and her back out
If she tell me dat she down to fuck
By the next morning her track out
Told pimp leave the track out

in my tears
Eaten by the fear that develops and reappears
No one else making me smile from ear to ear

I wish things went better, I only knew you in

feel the synergy
Feeling apathetic
I'ma pathetic poetic romantic
Convert me down to the very last metric
Aesthetics still got me thinking bout these

But we all take it day by day, don't never feel no sorrow
It might always be some shit somebody gotta borrow
But that's gon' be that shit that takes us