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what I see
I’m in the middle of a forest I'm surrounded by the trees
I hear the chirping of the birds and the babble of the stream
Everything is as it

I'm Tyson
Twist my brain and feel my frame colliding 

(Look)

I still remember that party by Mira Loma 
A Golden Aura elegantly shrouded your persona

of town with my girl we ain't subtle
Boy brown with a Glock no number
Like I'm balling big all mat whip black
Like I'm calling him the plug got a big bag

in the womb, doesn’t know there’s an Earth
These are late night thoughts, I kinda salvage
I experienced a pandemic, before marriage
And by the way, I

playing with the bank go stash it
When you in your own lane then it ain no crashing
Ain no peace so I'm keeping the peace
Number one gone keep my kid out

a wreck
I got that drip going down my throat 
Bitch I can't breathe

Tryna call my therapist 
His numbers just a triple six
Voicemail knocks my on my ass
So

know
I'm on
She accepting all my flaws
That's my number one baby
Know our love ain't ever gone stop
She was there from day one
I was down she was right

somebody's someone
Everyone was someone's everything

Know the day by the number of sirens
This is life, got a hundred thousand and rising

Don't need no

wait for a while
Make me the fate of a sinner
Replace me with some other smile
Racing numbers pass me by
All my standards turned aside
Names I wish I

gangster 
Pay the ghostwriter 
None of my clothes designer 
I need no gimmick 
Going OTT like a Tarantino flick 
A tatted face means a number one hit 
We've

they think I'm cheating
Bitch wanna' fucking I told her she eating
Three fifty seven that is the number I got one
Too many deposits I gotta' accountant

a plug
With a better number
Oh Yeah
You searching for a firearm
When a nigga on ya bumper
Damn
They searching in your trunk
And they hope they find 10
You

her number right out of my phone! Look!
I got to say this isn't my first rodeo
Sorry she's out of control
Shorty be working the pole
Sorry to burst your

forever we the better team
Got em all addicted like my singing be amphetamines
Gonna bring my city on the radar that's by any means
2020 Was the better me

of the the Nick
Or meet Tana by Sapito's right on hundred and six, shit
You won't never know if they that loyal
You could be upfront with niggas and they'll still

You love to make it harder on yourself
You should hit my number on your cell
'Cause I'll be right here waiting by myself

Whoah
She been all up on me

worry i know that this is special
This beat is feeling like a NASCAR
When we drive by give you an earful
It's a raucous sound from a roaring crowd
I'm

There's a kind of you know what I mean a sort of great big blob
Where forty watts of braincell drives 50 megawatts of gob
Close by a burned out

and I'm
Super human, lit by nuclear fusion, spit with a lit fuse, infuse it
What I rip, when I spit this lit music's an illusion red pill with the blue

to preach
I can't help but vent
Numbers on the board
Telling me I'm heaven sent
I'm choking
Like biggie hollering out hit this chief
Writing out sharp bars

as a boulder
Over the years the tears made his heart grow colder
Am, lost boys tryna become a man
My money being taken tax free by Uncle Sam
Big tax returns,

not to see
I'm unlike other people
You know who it is
Whoa whoa
Barefoot I'm earthing
In nature feel equal
No they love you by nature
That's evil
Steady

you off
I'm like Michael Vick when I be writin' this shit
Cause I be houndеd by every single spitеful bitch
They wanna fight me but they ain't try'na

reincarnated created player wita bald head
Hieroglyphic repping not elected stock invested
Name's a number and a question
I'm replying that God's here
My job