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hanging by a thread
I can't take it anymore baby I'd rather just be dead
I can barely even think the way you give me all this head
All this ice on me

words
Is make their disco an inferno burn baby burn
Don't dance around the fires you aspire to be a part of
You Tramps are found hanging by a tire swing

Getcha bets settled, know that I don't mud wrestle
Won't pocket-check you wondering 'bout where the real fans at
You can tell by the mail, Zelle,

Green Light in my arms
Green Light in my eyes
Green light in my palms
The green light is my guide
Green Light in my arms
Green Light in my eye
Don't

Lately been feeling like I been just stuck in my mood
Anxiety creeping up on me dont know what to do
In this life that we got the conclusion is all

But the problem is some people doubted me & my skill
Felt some type of way, when they told me I wasn't that trill
In my early teens I built the studio

niggas
Back against the wall I stood by myself
On my mama I'll never need no niggas help
When that pressure was on I watched you niggas fold
I can get it

dey try to live my best life
I measure success by numbers of success that are close to you,
If you nor fit help your guy, then you are broke as good.
Na

wish that I could change the world by clicking a button
Everyone loves me, when I die won't be forgotten
Wipe my tears, forget my fears, my name won't be

It cannot stay the same 
Switch up and change the place 
We pay to play the game 
Here cause we changing ways 
No we are not the same 
All got a bill

nineteen with like six figures
Could've paid tuition with tax money
Did it by himself, he didn't need your help
Fuck the major labels, took my own advice

take care of it with my Pfizer
There flu my shot, lose influenza, goodbye sir (pew)
I trust my needle in your feeble minds so fall short by my dicer

I say cheese CCG
Sending you my ETA, on the way, CYL
Close your mouth watch what you say, I don't play but anyway
I keep a black tee just to hide

every time
Too many nights I stayed up by lonely tryna fight back crying
What you know about that feeling? It be fucking wit my mind
Hearing their songs

innovative in a way that makes
Coaches pull the horses, the loss is not knowing
Who the boss is when poaches carry kangaroos
And roaches sing buenas noches

Wonder why I'm still practicing
Looking like a zombie
No sleep everyday practically
I can't trust no one
They seem fake by aroma
It's the game that I told

Ghost, that's my family tree
That trio couldn't be beat by the 2010 Miami Heat
I don't need liqueur, my savior is the proof
That's the truth so I'm a put

you
Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful
But

when I need advice.
I'm in the dark; she help me see the light.
Lil bitty girl is a queen to me.
She could ride me down Easy Street.
I'm so nasty and I

replenish

No rel, no relish, no relic
I'm feeling hella embellished just by the way that I'm writing about the pain that I cherish
Ya'll better hand me my

himself
People who needed my help, feeling myself
Killing myself, from the inside out
Can't let my self-worth equal a dollar amount
Cause the way they

on his door but he denied me
I can't feel nothing inside me
Father I look to you to guide me
You just keep on passing by me
Hearts beating with perfect

Been running from myself
The biggest lesson I been taught is head up, it helps
Get ahead Everyday, elevate through stealth
I been at this Everyday

Everyday I find myself dreaming
Drinking by my window every night
Feeling kinda fucked
They think money is the only reason
But this world full of pussies