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bill spraying' lead
Playing' dead that's the only time you hold still

Are you eating fish and chips?
You dick sucker
What the fuck loose some weight

slick shit
So I cut off they fucking head
Now the memories of good times is all that's left of it
But that's why we live
Nothing is promised but it's all

I exhausted any means I had of Getting more money
Coming to grips with the idea my next fix wasn't coming
I started doing some shit that I thought

in my feelings, if you know me, that's unlikely
I just get up in my bag, I chase the check up in these Nikes
If lightning strike again, it's cause your

Hard being real we live artificially
NPC trends is all we see
Don't worry about perception, to some you a mystery
And it don't matter if you positive

To break the paradigm
To send you to the lord
Or maybe back in time
You're late for work again, oh no

My momma told me to be kind to everyone
What a policy,

on a corner of Reddit
And I've said so many things when I didn't mean it
I lie about my feelings and I'll live to regret it
'Cause I know people love me but I

anything right, you fail at everything)
Bet these thoughts are black
(Waste of time, This is stupid)
Then again,see
They've never really left
(Nope, we were

Surrounded by these loud clouds but still alone out there

And the clothes that I wear covers up this warfare
And the silent prayers for my inner peace

way to shore
I know you'll let me drown
There's no hope turning back
Live with your choices now
You built a house with me
And then you burned it down
I

love to the back of class
He grabbed me by the hand
He swore we could last
That was nine years ago and he died alone
Will he ever wanna live again

clarity let me make this clear,
Fear of god is trapped that’s a death sentence,
We raised to live beyond our means like the debt ceiling,
This image look

Ay Tee pass me that coat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know a girl more ran through than a pair of bowling shoes
Would've thought I paid the bitch by how

like Percy
On the narrow path, got no time for the swerving

And I'm finna run it up
No, I do not mean money, but I'm talking 'bout eternal stuff
And I

pardon without guns
Brooklyn Chop House, housed the short rib bao buns
I don't wait on people to tell me stuff
To rap about, I'm surrounded by make you

He sipping' juice its like the heroine
These bags coming' by the twos, they keep on starron
Of course I'm high as shit how els would I touch the moon

tell you the truth
You won't want to see me again

Why do you think that?

Because I don't have much
Time left in New York
I've stalled as long as I

the feelings mutual
If you got something to say then you should say it then
Take your time don't say something you won't say again
Phrase it carefully make sure

Start again start new
Forever like the dream songs
Live together like the dream song
Build together like the dream songs
But we broke them

that doesn't mean they know where we're headed when its curtains
I've heard that the Qur'an implies we're all Gods
That's something I can agree with,

again, I'm elastic
God He just made Him a classic
Step on the pedal and
It's sounding Jurassic
Only time we losing traction
Homie the homie the name been

a better understanding of what it means to be born again and we're coming up in a better way to be checking and balancing everything that they do with their

and hope you hear me baby

You put me in last, hm okay
But I can't live in the past hm no way
Not really thinking that we got time oh
But I'm hoping that

EASY
SO WE, CHUMP SMOKE CHUMP SMOKE, CHIMNEY
MONEY GREEN, FI DI TEAM, BY ALL MEANS
HUSTLE HARD, NONE STOP FI DI CHEESE
CHOP DEM DOE STOP, BEG U PLEASE