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love is truly something different 
You know I love it when you call me by my government 
Like, Salaam Jackson give me action baby 
Turn the cameras off

absorbed it all, energy on high yeah I'm taking off
I'm the bitch in the black cloak
I catch you niggas by the fucking throat
You know No pain you feel no

hard and 
Channel the passion that’s within 
Flow and rap with precision 
Now I laugh and I’m wishing 
I stay on track when I spit than 
Never look back

Ain’t nothing false here
Girl This was all written
I’m taking care of old sound
Like I’m care-given 
Y’all all want to sound the same
But want to die

Uhh she see when I walk in
Yuh you see me by yeah you stalkin
Uhh red bottom we bumpin
Gucci high top yeah we be stompin

Walk-in on my own you can

An when its over baby float along
I'm prolly here for a time prolonged
Another year goes by oh darn
I got an ear for the vibe of grunge
I put miles on suns

denim japanese yeah yeah

Looking at me is a drug
Put me on a triple beam
I'm addicted to the man in the mirror
We an addiction team
VV's round my neck

gon play with it in the car
By the parking lot
At the fucken mall
WTF she on

Free my nigga Slesh when he around just be on point
My nigga Sky put shit

with the perfections and admire every flaw
As my words paint pictures. That's a mouth full of halls
That's a 3 stacked entendre
Shout out to Andre
So

got me wockin out designer belt Christian loubs with thirty rounds hopping out wit XDS trynna knock shii down

Fuck shooting outta cars im bouncing out

gone turn this song 
To a bad bitch anthem
She gone turn this song 
To a bad bitch anthem
Taking pics with your friends 
Thinking of the caption 
Fake

Standing by the stage door
Can't do this no more
People are shouting
Pressure is mounting
And now I'm inside
Anxious time
Taking some drugs
Drinking

On a mission to get to the top spot
They hate and throw dirt on my name
Whole time you think you keeping up wit me
But I'm playing a whole different

strike up the band

Chorus:
In a New York minute
In a country mile
I'm taking my own time
It'll probably be awhile
Standing on the outside
Always looking

This Luchador match has to cease
Find a new home to tread
cnd reacquaint my head with my bed

Some sleep 
Guaranteed
No marching bands
ct 4am

Home,

He came down from Abilene town
With a guitar in his hand
He crawled on stage all by himself
He didn't even have a band
Who does he think he is up

when you and I were angels
That was when we still had our halos

And I'm drunk with all my friends
Relationships are proven to be pointless
My mom

live in distortion
My vision distorted
Approach with caution
Dreams aborted
One man plans
And one man bands
As things stand
As one man stands
You're

leave you with anything in your hands
I wished it for myself and I'm wishing it for you
To believe that you're worthy of more than modest demands
So bang

And never be
I've been working on myself regardless
Always feeling like I'm back where I started
Lost a couple friends, lost a couple bands yeah
Death be

had a lady
Still played games, making me insane
Now I'm in my lane all on my own again
I made a name with some silver in my chain
Never comin' in second

Loving a woman like you is like diggin’ a ditch 

She said
I saw your band on TV last week 
I’m coming out with all my friends 
Can I get in the list 
I

but buhlu he got aim
I'm aiming for the tens (yeah) Thats what I mean by aim
Let's go, We gon keep counting bread up
We gon keep going slow mo
Buhlu

comprehend
You got too many things, we can never plan
On the contrary, this is Neverland
Murder all these bands, chopping off my hands
Kryptonite, I'm so tired