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my heart into this day after day
And I'm getting outplayed by the dudes that are fake
Like bumping I love it with the feature Kanye
I'm huffing
I'm

chillin' with winona
Oh no here he goes again
Breezing by but you know I can't control the wind
I'm not a ladies man but I got some lady friends
Saying that

a disease

I'm making a statement

I didn't have no money 
So i use to rap in the basement 
Had to replace it

You ain't making moves 
Yo shoes is stuck in

blame?
Maybe my pain, dealin' with it by callin' it a phase
These are the last days
Carry no shame, everyday thangs
Went from sellin' cocaine

and wisecracks
I just spit these rhymes to make the time pass
Watchin time tik tok by no time lapse
We laugh, cry
Room half full of good guys
Half empty bad guys

I got this coat imported
Nah, it didn't drop in Europe
Lots of touring out on the street
Them shoes that's down by my feet
I got them now, but

she come around
She fall in love with the one dan yea
She seh she love it how mi so fresh and clean
Shirt n your pants and your shoes well neat
If ah

This some shit you gotta spark up to
Some chill cool shit
Sound like it's made by The clchemist or something
cight but listen listen

This song ain't

come to your flat
Beefing me, then watch how I storm in
Kick the whole door in
Ruin man's shirt, shoes and his flooring
Glide so hard, you think that

the engine
Then I take em back to my establishment
Flashy nigga 
Overwhelming bitches with the shallow shit
I hit the gas and split no pitstops at night
I run

full of emotions so when you sip
There's a red velvet tux and it's grabbing you by the hips
But what you scared for you already here so
You know what you

I'm saying?

I don't know

Another day another dollar
A shame we have to slave to pay the rent and the see doctor
No health insurance taken by man

dozens of Christmas songs during my time with the Failure Club. Songs, they just came so easily to me. They just poured out. And by the first year of being

here and i tell em i miss em
Yuh, i said that i miss em
Got blood on my shoes i got stones in my denim
Got problems with niggas i ain tryna fix em
I try

so nobody now
I don't even see nobody
I don't even so nobody now
And I ain't even see nobody
Me I just need more money
More problems I see those coming

shit? 
Off the dome with it, like Iu0027m Franklin Saint 
Nigga I built this shit brick by brick 
How you whack a nigga, then put on his T-shirt
His wings

shit, I've had enough
I don't really need nothing, I just need a hug
Going through the motions
None of this shit makin' no sense
You not getting money,

no problem
What a lady, oh my, you could trust her with the work
She smashed a beer on her forehead
Pissed on the floor and then hot-wired a moped
We

on bro
Tell me you ain't a ho, I walk through you with Feng Shui just going with the flow
Five toes, no miscount, I'm striking a pose in Kung Fu movie mode

Problems, you don't want to start them
My 38 Revolver
That's what I use to solve em
You already know the outcome
By any means like Malcolm
Shotgun by

think she was pregnant to this day. I don't think she was. I'm just saying, never had a husband or a boyfriend with her she was by herself. There were no

will just end up in my dungeon
So please think carefully before you fuck me
It might end up bloody and gory

My t-shirt is red, but it was white
If they

the root of the problem//
“Proud Boys, stand back and stand by”
Everything out that man’s trap was a damn lie
He ain’t give a crap, nigga, if your fam died

of problem like me, dick small
Plus I can’t get chick at all
Plus I got the manual read
Plus you can’t have me, m the c
The letters of the devil, devil can