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how I can't go on

But we smile and we give it our Sunday best
If we're lost couldn't tell by the way we're dressed

I drive you look out

that never changed

We’re back baby , for round 2 ( or 3 or 4 or 5)
We been off and on now for god knows how long
And this whole time , never once have

sueños de libertad 
VERS 4 5 
Naia, your name means desire 
In the ancient forbidden 
Language that they couldn't kill 
Naia , born from scar tissue

Bad Idea

Bad Ronald

Bad Ronald

2001

my eye when she walked by lookin' like a freak
I leaned over kissed her on the cheek.
I was being careful not to move too fast,
But she smiled when

4. MONEY CAN KILL

He's on the green baize sunglasses on
Ace in the hole he's just twenty-one
He's cashing out as the next hand begins
He's got

tell by how you responded
Naw we ain't got to talk about it
Enough passes thrown
And I caught it
Its 4th down
And she ain't punting
Let's go one-on-one

the hell can't I help this man
with the nerve to approach me with an empty hand
Put some money in them little envelopes for charity
It could be me in 5 years

hold my hand
and now you see a girl's stylin and wilden inside the mix
hoppin out the wips the wips the five and six
yes fly crome,so pardon my tone
here

Uh...
First take
See my flow's off the walls like it's manufactured by the Vans
But L.O.V.E.'s the motto I gotta go rep my own brand
It is all about

your life is in your hands
Workin on my patience, im like a doctor needed patients
Tryna save the world but im failing with relations
Take a step back

So go ahead and put your hands up high
We represent the fucking six-one-five
Save your weak ass beats for the weekend
If y'all ain't cheefing I'm motha

ago 
When my father died
I had to clear out his house
And in the attic I found
Under inches of dust
My mother's belongings
Things I'd never seen before

I bought that bar with a hole in The wall
Shit look like a bowling ball
Neighborhood like a Wu-Tang Song
Got a feeling in my right hand Palm
Howling

in the grave, shout-out to Shaquem Griffin.
Football numbers are what they gave my homeboys.
Unless you had the strength and nerve to raise a chrome

I Fell but I ain't Fail
Now I'm well
Now I'm well
I set my goals to get a pot of gold
Lil nigga on the corner with a snotty nose
And I live by

a bic on 


Flip the script 
I make independent 
With the pen 
I’m lethal , 9/11  

She be trippin 9-5 
Can u take me out at 7 
Damn bitch  Gimme some

of the room
I was out in Malibu on a little bit of shrooms
Holding hands with the trees while they swaying to the tunes
Listening to the blues still tryna catch

when I stroll by
In a group chat, you know the name hightide
Put yo hand down you know I don't high-five
In the sky, you know I get air time

face
I test the truth of love, I test the truth of faith
Cause I've been twisted, but I won't be changed by fame
Cause my work is mystic, it's in

hold my hand at night when I don't know where I am
When I'm too drunk to drive
When no one's by my side

I wonder where I would be
If you were not here

It’s five o’clock and I have no place to be
Sitting on my porch listening to the blowing leaves The whistle of a train as it goes on by
Stirs

believe I can cos I know I will 
Say na lie 
We go make a way na die 
Say na lie 

(Boy Bless)

I had a dream I could fly 
Put my two hands up in the sky

should leave
Nah gimme like 5 minutes
Stare up in your eyes
Feel like I'm hypnotized in 'em
Shit got out of hand
The moment I went and caught feelings

those odds are better then getting caught layin on your back, don't believe me check the stats, I'm just bringing you the facts, with my hand