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by myself I ain't need a handout
I ain't ask for ya help nigga get the fuck out pipe down
What the fuck a nigga talking bout right now? Im in the car

When I whip it to the side
No stars on my ceiling
Got the galaxy on mine
Yeah it's tinted all sides
So the sun don't blind
That should let you know
That

Yoshi and Jaso is like K-Ci and JoJo
On this track I had to do it on my own bro
She's all up on FaceTime
She says I'm better then most guy's
By you I

are you?" I asked
"Don't think, just let it flow"
Said the third voice to talk
"The answers you want
Lay in the bottom of your own"

But then this fire

These feelings come and go
This earth just spins so slow
Sometimes I need to let things go.
This life is paralyzed
While I'm stuck inside my mind

the morning
Another Daunte Wright
Out on Brooklyn boulevard 
We don't call it a ride
It's a product of the people that don't have to cry
Cuz the government

In my burning house
Just sit and stare
Looking out of the window
Watch them flee
And I just smile
I don't wanna go
Please leave me behind
It just

Yea
Feel like '06 me and that nigga Young Vonni back in Brent Latin backyard ya know?
'02 me and yellow boy Nyky, cooking that Boot Kamp shit out my

passing by and trouble still finds you
Always wanted answers why some people never liked you
Was it cus I'm skinny? Was it cus I looked bad? (Facts)
Well I

tryna crack just like a cashew
Fareal, I pulled out that gat he wanted to tussle
Fareal
I had stayed down for this shit, so you know where I came from

tend to speak when what they know is raw
But we stay oblivious they're drowned out by the constant drone
They're looking for a buzz
They don't give

guitar
Here is surf rock lesson 101
Dick Dale, Nokie Edwards, Paul Johnson
I think it started 1961
Mr. Moto and Lets Go Trippin
Single coil pick ups walk

to this beat is dire
If you get paid by your sugar daddy
Then bitch get out the way
If you a baddie with a paycheck
This is the anthem for paydays
If you

opps doin a drive by
This ain't no caramba
But we kno you ima top Shotta
Hustle for it never killed
But I'll do it if I gotta
Bad bitch shakin ass

The dark is ruined
By a scar of sky
You turn away
The stitches stay in your trembling skin
Keeping out the day
You'll sew the darkness in
Needle in your hand

, hop on the beat then I steady go brazy
Never gon switch I cannot let shit phase me
Ahead at the top said I'm breathing I'm faceless
Said shout out

Say that it works
Then you throw it away
You run as you fall
And just take it day by day

I don't tell you
But I couldn't care more
Come down

a reason
Cmon now
Lets go
I got on my knees then the racks got bigger
I just talk to god I ain't worried bout you niggas
All the same ass niggas they same

I've been gone
Where'd you go
It's for the best that it didn't carry on
Ghosts came home
But you didn't know
Just a couple haunted by the lights

can't lose
I came with the ar
I slaughter the booth
I kill the beat that's deja vu
I ball out that's Jimmy Choo
I know they really really got to choose

Somethin gotcha down?
Does real life suck?
Well do I have the place fer you

Woke up on a Monday I'm starting the new week
Step out on the porch

fit it
With your fine ass baby I love the way It be sitting
Wine glass red or the white or what you be sipping
Time pass out of them clothes next thing

Shout out to Chief Yuya on the track
Long days let the eye gazes
Euphoric fragrance
Magnetic wave scent
Angelic like he was heaven sent
Divine

sparked
Gotta keep it cute everytime and just let them girls keep on talking
Atleast it's obvious ion sugar coat a thing
I guess that's why they gotta salt