Lyrics:
When life gave lemons, I went after the lime light
Only look forward fuck about hindsight, don't go by feel I'll know when the time right
I might
out I'm hemorrhaging
So now they're all around me and I have no choice just let it be
Ask me if I'm alright, I'll look at you and say that I'll
Be fine
took the title by a windfall
How you scared of heights
But your whole life has been a pitfall?
I'm getting in shape
I've been working on my figure
Young
off or livin fly
Like this life that ya livin, you could see life in my eyes
And I wonder why - when I decide the time'll find
Turnin earth into
em
Why keep close to the negatives
Guess out of sight means out of mind
And that's how I'll live
Imma find some way to pass the time
By writing rhymes
(Sometimes you got to leave them in the dark so they can find the light)
Wake up
Put you back to sleep
Please don't fuck with me
I'll have you
how I'm feeling
You will only find Me by the wayside
That's where I always go when I'm feeling down
Swimming with the fishes at the lakeside
Water all
back so alive
you were so open
someone i didn't talk to much
not really talk
------
though travelled side by side
we cried for mango
you were so open
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wish I can stop what is going on
Where good souls ending to quick its never prolonged
Still tryna find the answer so we both wrong
I'll still be shaking
You say I'm rude
I say get screwed
I won't be moved
So bring on the feud
Call me rude then
Fuck you and on you I'll flem
You can go blow torch your
with the short fuse please just know that
My emotions dude are explosive
You should hope less because it’s hopeless that I’ll ever be your fucking door
a slice, then I'd fuckin' rob a pizza man
Believe me, I ain't hard to find, nigga, that's if you askin' for me
And if it's beef, I'll call Milly like "Nigga,
of Dogs of War Clan: I’ll take you with me, there is no escape
Dane Leader of Residents Clan: Let your last exhale, in this world of machines
“Our future
Maybe it's the AirPods, Series 1
Maybe I'll hang with the G's, they're more fun
I ain't got no B's, huh, but I ain't done
2019 fake studded chains
I ain't
have come upon an air bizarre
Something hidden deep within the recess of these clouds
I'll find my peace and make me proud
Endowed with observation
Peep
the dirt up underground
Better hope you get the stains out
Bust it on your face
When I say ill blow you brains out
A Lot up in my hands
There's a lot up in
A circle is where we share
Yeah
We always Care
And hating is very rare
Yeah
Hand in the Air
The message is everywhere
Yeah
You Made the beat
Just make
gods more than One
If you live by the gun, then you die by it too
Everything that you do is returned back to you
So carefully choose
These drugs I abuse
little blogs on the internet
Talking bout I've been erect, my career is wack I'll never benefit
I hope you die a bitter death
Then lie in a graveyard in
u need a release
Got no reason to care
All ya need is a reason for
Breathing the air
But ya feeding the beast
Underneath and derail
2 steps
habitat
Imagine that I'm digging to find
What was hidden by the myth of a god up in the sky
Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
So I
Give thanks
need to go outside
And get some fresh air
Where are all the stars tonight
Oh yeah our carbon footprint on the ozone layer
Why am I crying
By an empty
the city
All I care is that she's with me
Pass me the vodka, you know I gotcha
No one can stop us
Lost in the night, with you by
My side, we're feeling
the price we spilt it in fifths
Punching the clock I'll take all the shifts
You stay on my tip you here this new shit
Can't fuck wit the kid they stuck in
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