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locked on satan so I'm bringing extra ammo
He tryna entice me but the angels help me stand up (the angels help me stand strong)
I'm sick and tired of being

Uh
I ain't talk my shit ina minute (Nah)
But i'm sick of hearing other mothafuckas (Facts)
Time to put that shit on mute (Facts)
Listen (Yea, yea

cranking Clay Raw when a nigga ridding thru
Ok
I'm sick as fuck like nigga call a doctor (ok)
And When you speak to me you speak proper (lil bitch)
These

time wasting time going by
You can't get that shit back but the good thing is)
It gave me nothing but time to write
I had nothing but time to think
My

sight
And I miss catching movies I’m so sick of catching flights
Did I count the cost for every speaker, every light
But didn’t factor in not tucking them

wondering how the fuck
I'm coming today?
Just smoked your OG in a blick so I
Feel like it's gonna be a comfortable day
Really on the PS4 all night
She think

Duff

That's me that's right
I'm sick of hearing la de da le de da
From your ass

I don't really want you, baby
Said I, I don't really care
I, I don't

be tired
I would be chilling on somebody island
Say that I'm lying
I show the proof
Check is for one
But stretch it for two
Went out to eat by myself

Better safe than sorry. Most of ya'll sorry. Yeah I said it not sorry 
Test came back, and ya'll not it. Take that up with Maury
I'm too sick and they cant

Titties got me glad 
Gettin off by the way she gettin mad 

I ace you spade on this shit
Cannot make it

Only 19 im a youning a jid

Look like a bitch you

kick
How dis b**** spit
She fit she sick
Eyes on lock
They blinded by the glitz
Who pushing this
To the limit and back
Breathing limited
She pounding my

of the family with bpd
I was gross, sick, worn, a dick, not worth over, giving a shit
The last thing I’m seen as is hot
But I let it be like that, I couldn’t stop

but use no razor

Cutting checks, a bossy bitch so you Don’t need me for no paper

Getting high we fly by scraper, take yo shots like what’s a chaser?

singin angelic im feelin holy
Writin poems by the poolside
Feel the opposite of suicide
You the shordy that I want the most
I ain perfect you fix it in

talk talk talk talk now
We don't ever stop now

Ey we don't ever stop now

Boy I just hit up a lick. Ya Boy I do it so slick
Spit it so sick I'm like

I want freedom in my contract
Every fucking album is my life inside a soundtrack
So when it goes down, you already know that I'm bounce back
Put it

would be chilling on somebody island
Say that I'm lying
I show you the proof
Check is for one
But stretch it for two
Went out to eat by myself
Paid a dub

solid food
Sunday looking like we got no options but McDonalds food
Yeah, spiritually I’m sick of it
When did discipleship become bout making hypocrites?

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Purpose, passion fastened in a fashion
Over, it's over, so I release these

Dick dasterdly flows, spit casually cold
Equipped with this, sick savagery soul

260 though
RockR

J Ro in the building got no feeling in my denim
The good finish last so you winning if you sinning
I don't fuck with rappers they

You're a dick sucker, I'm a sick fucker
I like to may take the piss covers
I like my tings with big bumpers
I might have to take your bitch lover, look

Like, baby don't leave me
For you girl I'm fiendin'
You know how we comin' whenever we fuck
She know I'mma demon, my neck on anemic
Young nigga so sick

so it
Ain't like this what I chose to do
Life go quick it ain't hard to miss
Gotta get it while I'm here
Put my all in this
Gotta spend late nights for

We're so sick with the flow
Sing along like you caught a disease
Manifest in the lyrical
Don't sing, rip shows
We go beyond, man, it's hard