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traction in it
We don't even have a mic
So why keep all the passion
So now can you see why I like to be by myself
I got a voice inside my head already don't

I was born in Bristol Indiana, 1989
I don't remember that town at all but that's where I got this name of mine
I grew up on books, mistakes, knee

I was white. But I got by, you know these kids
can be cruel. After all the shit it threw, I still got love for that school.
(08 Baby, 05 Baby,

to the days that we were younger 
Stupid playing games I coulda sworn that i was under 
Wishing I did more do not forget I really love you 
I still got a bag

I got that dope money in Bags niggas
Hunnid thousand in cash nigga.

Dope money in bags nigga' 
Hunnid thousand in cash nigga,

I been moving dis

try me, It's just action, we not talkin

If I ever got a problem, I got niggas that'll solve it
I got motherfuckers ridin' for a bitch like me
Cheated

spare me
Did it?

Wanna fuck 'cause I got posted up
By Drake and Lil Baby
Oh, you the savage Future be
Talkin' 'bout? Yeah, bitch, I'm crazy
Cuffed an AMG

Forfeit never knowing where my corpse is
Early morning fiends wanna show up at my doorstep 
Storage full of skeletons I crumble by the porcelain

understand
Figured out what's really going on so now I understand
Bitch you left me here
Bitch you left me with your problems
I can't think nor I can't solve

bad all week
Hope we good by the weekend
Chase the bag all week
Spend it all on the weekend

Look,


When i met you had walls up was closed off
Now

you
What I feel inside?
Jealousy that I carry started to fucking me up
Curses filling me up
The problem child I am is also not helping me out
Did

Pull up to the function, in some mink bitch, I am money
We ain't fucking raw, fuck you think wrap up like a mummy
I ain't taking chances
Gave it to you

(Time for a story)
(I do this often)
I do this nonstop
Rattle keys so much cause I run away from problems (I just run)
When I do my car locks
Throw

Aye
You know we turn a two into a four a four into a eight
Tryna put some weight on my plate to be straight
Uh
Aye
Hustler I got clientele
Mama used

too many niggas, yeah
Let me know if we arguing
I don't beef vegetarian
There's a problem I'll handle it
Baby stiff like a mannequin
And I know that you

got a lil roll
Getting played by the Gold-diggers
Everybody come around when you on nigga
Selfmade, Certified, I'm my own nigga
Wanna stop you when they

over a year to the first
Intro I planned
Pre-pandemic

December 2019
I've got to welcome you, to this
Place that's far away from these problems in

bitches
Fucked around and got the sad bitches
My credits fucked by some old bitches
But I'm still showing up for the bad bitches
Too bad, I'm lying bitch
My

delusional
Where we locked at is a Rubix cube basically a block that confuses you
Listen learn you got that niggas get they self shot usually these cops act

and rolling blunts almost every sesh
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead

Okay so now we get into it
October I move us in
I was

wanted to put a ring on you but I don't know tho
We both got issues we need to work out mentally
No This shit ain't no symphony
Seen you lackin some

they got me losin' focus
Never slowly clockin' my heat, she's stayin' fully loaded
And Brick Boyz is gettin' bodied, they just bouncin' by the lobby
With

it?
Fuck it you should try
Only other choice is to pray that you'll get by
Maybe we just scared
Maybe we got fright
Loneliness gets a lot worse, middle

aint safe, where I feel complete
Yea
They aint think I make it
They in disbelief
Now she wanna love me nah-na-nana

Spanish bitches fuckin leaving by