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afraid all my landing gear's broke
Man appear cold like can of beer
Overhead got underway, no chandelier
My get up and go done got up and went
They

on honey 
Make you drop that ting pon me
Now put that booty up
And put your Face down
Baby girl while I hold you by the waist line
Take this D
Omo make you no

told me "you'll go far"
My student debt said "no way"
Let's see how far the boy can run with an anvil on his back in search of gainful employment

Daily

hustling but I ain't got time
Nah, nah
Before you run yo mouth
Go get a dollar first
Don't try me with a couple dollars bitch I know my worth
This from

true


Verse 2
I was searching for help and no one was out there
From nowhere you said you will be there
I was amazed by the outstretched of your loving

phones be tapped by them feds
"You hear what I'm saying" that's what the deaf man said
That's what the dead man said
Dead men tell no tails or get bread
So

(verse 1) :10
Seventeen and 5 foot 3 
Dyin’ her hair purple in the sink
Her stepdaddy walks in tries to get in 
Force it in no sayin’ please
She

end up in...Sussex County?

I just can't see,
What more does he want from me?
Every morning and before I sleep,
This man emotes things by the heap.
Am I

my bars are undeniable
Like i was logical
I used to go by logic so
Nigga shout out logic tho
Im ZThaRuLA
In this bitch like the recipe
Cooking

have no enemies, so dat's a one sided battle
Need to really just focus on me and the way that my shit is gettin' handled
G, I'm tryna see the day go by

you say it's alright
If only I knew that was a lie
Cause you ain't by my side
Buried deep in the ground talking to the devil
Tryna get you out of there

of the days gone by
When tooth paid tooth and eye paid eye
And they just watched the millions die
Then saw us all forget

An eye for an eye makes the world go

cant let up from that cloth boi they know what we bread of hustle hard we getting that bread up hatin ass niggas cant hear em like the background some

Here again I find myself
Waving hands from on the shelf
Of people I once knew and saw
Around the faces at the paws
Loving seemed so brisk and free

And I can see the open road here in my car
And I am all by myself alone in my car
I can get away from being myself in my car
A hundred miles an hour

From the day we met
I cherished our words, stayed up for their duet
Like a just-right melody, it was proven to me
That we were meant to be

Does

five thus lack fails
Sike, no fame; for me: never an aim
Lore be clever; refined by flame
Soar inclined high name rep tame
Same step even if status' lame

CENTRAL
BY THE INFORMATION CLOCK.
THIS HAUNTED BOY FROM IOWA
WALKS UP AND STARTS TO TALK.
HE HAD JUST MOVED HERE, AND HE TOLD ME
ALL HE’D GONE THROUGH

Young OG

Comin from them
Projects floors
Servin fiends
Sendin hoes
Fuck the ops
Fuck the po’s

gettin mine
You betta get your
If you lazy
got to go

listen,
Just tell my family I love them,
And I’ve completed my mission.
And I didn’t want to go.

We want to ride but don’t want for the cause,
My internal

shoot
I’m From old school

if you wanna go that route
I keep a 40 by my tool
I’m not fool

Fuck these nikkaz 
Fuck these bitches to
They wit the set up
So

I'm dying from the inside out
This music's my only way out
Shrouded by darkness
It's hard to see the light at the tunnel
I can't really be mad cuz

Girl What you like to do Oh
Chill and go to school
Man that's really crazy that you out here with no dude
I don't think that's crazy
Really it's just

Let go
I feel my demons smothering me and
I am weak
I feel the ground crumble
Beneath of me
Selfish entitled apparition
I always feel your presence