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wanna go out tonight?)

Homie up, he comin'
To a bar that looking
Like a jungle
Walkin' in and out
With playas (playas)
Lil pregame by his uncle
All these

of hearts, they got my queens to come for my head 

Even the kings came for me

And my own trusted people switched sides  

It was like I switched worlds

when I'm talking bout the future like the crypto
Montreal is fine when I'm speaking thru the mic I don't tip toe
Music that is godsend so its put in

Ha
Yeah
What?
What?
Everybody wanna keep on talking till we lay they mans up in the streets
Everybody wanna be a rapper, but tell them niggas ain't

kutsvaga zvekutaura asi inini hangu handina nguva yekutaura that's that
Heard they want fight with the G.O.A.T niggas finna smoked if they keep on talking

astound 
With my words firing like gun rounds
Talking shit go head and sit down
I got my homies slaying these clowns
Nigga you think you king
Let me go

worn-out by people talking proud
Don’t know what about, everything is blurring loud
In a room of smoky clouds
Ahhhhhahhhaaahhaaaahhaaaaa

He knows who the fuck I'm talking about
You're only alive because of me
You seen them ten trucks parked in front of the motherfucking airport
That

by your resume
In your head like it's TRESemmé, ain't no second guessing me
If I'm on the mic, just know you'll always get the best of me
My flow money

Tol la baaby
Ride wave ride grip my dreads
Till I tell ya I can't breath let go my head
No no no
Stop running me yea
Take a break twist up dis 8th

Oh I been in my zone
The time flying by
And I'm feeling so alone
30 years of age
Oh yeah bitch I'm grown
Took a minute to respond
Cause I'm barely

that shit is so contradicting
I bought a ticket to see the vision that I envisioned
And as I predicted, this empty prison is my home
That's haunted by

Nigga that played with me is a dead
guy

Lil vee got 5 more years keep yo head high
I be talking to my people they don't listening

And they wonder why

can't take me for doofus no
I can't trapped by a groupie hoe
Go missing like Maddie or Lucy
Talking bout missing your money's gone too
Please don't try

music in my head
I dont know what I just said
Im dead
Woke up I am seeing red
Uh, fuckin' a bitch who is in wearing fishnets
Uh, Stickin a needle in my

in my head again
This cloudiness will fade away as soon as this espresso hits
Check my Instagram again
I'm not impressed with it
I'm not a pessimist
I

pretty little liars, I don’t break stride 
But if you’re one of mine, I’ll make time 

I took some time away to clear my head, slow down 
You’re the only

A grade to get that release
Drinkin grog by the night don't judge me please
Copious amounts of packets till my nose would bleed
Not the life I wanna be

live by the law
Boy you is not a Christian
Why you putting it on God?
Me and twin like Beavis and Butthead
Pretty women listen to Versatility
And they

I lowkey really be in my head with this shit, for real, for real, like I be dropping shit
And the numbers don't correlate to the shit I, you feel me,

a lotta
I really stab you with a knife, got a needle on Me like a tweaker on I-5
And it's money or your life, dodging bullets by My head, lucky me I'm still

(Mmm)
E get the kind step when u go take u nor fit step back
The boy ready to learn e never went school without bag pack
Music from the soul I nor

stop being alone
That shit taken a toll
But still
That shit got me freed head to toe
Maybe a lil
Or prolly not
I cannot stand by my words but i ain't

play basketball, bitch I play with them racks
I told you "Your music is whack" boy hang that shit up, just like a thumbtack
Yeah, I get on the mic