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I'm finna love you for the day
And fuck you by tonight
Passion Absolut
Sweet forbidden fruit
Yeah
Livin' in your head
But I ain't payin rent,

Wind.
The fresh wind over my head
Stars taken shaggy hand
Someone's fate flying confidently into the mud
Life line broke
We can all live by wolf

knees
With are Batty cock up
motorists a pass by and
See the movements a gawn
Movements a gawn and the
Head nah come up
But you Can't be ina rush
Mi nuh

(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
Pull up to his house and I enter down from round back
(Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Put the gun up to his head I know he ain't about that

In Trouble Again    		
Writer:  Bruce Scism

In over my head					
Too far by one step						
I wanna get close to you					
But like a reckless youth

is real, since sharp no meal
But i no fit go down though my mpang di sagg
All we comot nkoh , that side never cold
Ma njaka di shiba go lewa no snack
I

Pulling apart my head no solution

sound like Youngdolph Machivelli.. They tried to shit on Me but shitted on themselves

They shit shit shit shit shit shitted. Til it piled up over their

Thunder screamed
I Found myself in a dark place
Underneath
Dirt with No stars in space

Cobblestone
Above my head
A shallow grave I dug instead

my head yeah its crippling me
Because baby I thought that we, were a force to be reckoned with
But then you left me, gone, boom, vanish
Left me with

Show me what's new show me what's old
Show me visions that your head holds
Take me on trips to your fantasies
Over barren lands and stormy seas

want me no problems
They come and find me wherever I go
Wherever I decide to reside
Bad weather hovers over my mind
Bad treasures hidden under the light

[Verse1]
 Yah she pretty but deep down she still insecure
She’s working day night she deserves my applause
Just to look after her child and she does

Running game like it's Dortmund, seein' how they post, this ain't forum
Get graced by decorum, 88 chains now I'm soaring
All these women want me is for me

the day but I haven't got lights
Oh no!

Rolling down a hill but I hit a rock!
The wheels trace out an arc tumbling over my head
I push the broken bike

you arrive
I'm here for you inside the ride
Come and sit by me I'll treat you right
We're in my city so I'll hold you tight
I'm not gonna force you

Slip, slip, slipping away
Slip, slip, slipping away

Lying in the shade, on a sunlit day
The blue of your dress, blue umbrella, over our heads
Held

Erase the pictures of me inside your head
You'd hang up the phone and not say
What you meant
If friends were like seasons
I guess I'm like fall

shouldn't try with someone as fine as you, but listen I've spun it over in my head
Maybe the guys you've loved, were never quite chill enough, all better

fylt med THC
Æ Ser du fyre opp men psst ikke skryt av d
Ned på Scandic med ei bitch som gir mæ head
Lipgloss på pikken haha æ går aldri lei
Ut å fyr opp

Yesterday I sat in bed and never got up
You fill my head and i feel like giving up
I wonder how it could've been
How it should've been
cnd now I'm

Tryna act so tough but we all still bleed and

Honey
Uh
There ain't nothing sweet about you
See you're a bitter fruit to swallow and chew
And I've had my

fucked up his head, He just wanted to see niggas dead
Slap da dick inna 40 he stand over top light him up put dat bitch to his face
Heart gone and he

Stevie can't miss 'em clip 'em off at the tip
Me flossin' proprietorship
Kudos, from one Alfred, two Bills, white collars, bald heads, 
Wingtips over