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to easy any pain (word?)
Yeah, get your wig loose, I relieve tension
The path to my lesson is the highway to heaven (ahh yeah)
Plus, what a rush, catch

on her feet
massaging and balancing to a t
Making sure that she got the sheets underneath
If u kno what I mean cuz gotta clean
And Ill move for my dawgs if

burger king inside the dairy queens 
Gotta stack the money up by any means 
Hate my friends but in love with my enemies 
Hit the city create us some

gonna call her a
Hoarding up my jewels, jew boys know just what they like
But you will never see the dawn again boy if you call me
Kite flying in the wind

I'll be your victim
Inside my head anyway
I’ll be your crimson
Let me breathe then take it away eh eh eh
You'll be my prison
Glass walls that never

beneath LA alone
The rain won’t fade away

Hook

Samsara now I know I’m getting my karma
Keeping my head above water 
When I say I’m sorry I’m shedding my

illicit in my language
I don't give a fuck
because words are just instrumentals
Bare surface to my knowledge
Let me cover the depth, let me take it by steps

where the bass at 

I heard DaVinci be spinnin' blocks with a vengeance 
Rocks in my teeth I got this shit put in by the dentist 
You went and started

shit abt me
Bitch you got me seeing red
Why you change up
Yea
Why you change up
You took my kindness as weakness
Then took my money and fled
Man
Texting

Wind
(of my Soul) " and I'm a hard headed woman
So I've been told yeah, music's just sound
We're just ears
Why are you affected by what who hears?
If

bros puffin dro got the fro on my head (Yuh)
And we kicking it, till I'm dead (yuh)
Till that casket close
Till I'm 6 feet underground and you'll know

himself 
Raptured by real call em KD THE replenisher 
A god in my eyes 
Ima worship till the end of us 

You make me look at things so differently 
No point

Yea
This is for my block n****s
This is for my niggas that be ducking one time
This is for my hood n***a
Come through spend a day in Bed- Stuy

me wrong but I always held on
You're the real reason why I started making songs
All this commotion what's going on in my head
I was thinking bout you

Yeah, this one right here is for my gangsters
Real riders, them vatos down to get ranked into the barrio
They know what's up, they hold it down
They

pull a truck
Is it my head too big
Do I look too good
Is it something I said
I don't mind each day keep living yo life as you laugh
May yo path be

how I think
This is how I see
I'm finally proud to say that this is how I B
Fuck what you think you thought you knew about me
Yeah, look me in my eyes

Don't know what way to go
Feelin the pressure
I'm stressing
I'm trying my best just to smile and To say hello
Sober but wish I was faded though
Over this

my ass alone 
Shadow boxing with my pen
My only fear is my clone
You could keep ya head up
cn get shot by a drone
I'm in a room full
Of shooters
Who

out
You’re a glutton for inglorious punishment
Without a doubt
You know what I’m talking ‘bout:
Smart dust hit-and-run
Under constant surveillance
It’s

First things first
I'ma say all the words inside my head
I'm fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh-ooh
The way that things have

a while since I stopped right in my tracks
Got a knack for ignoring all the thoughts inside my head, baby
And it hurts a little bit when I see you with

Leaving no hope for these hoes
The swag I kill you can even tell by these clothes
The talk I walk fake niggas what I dispose
A few homies in my circle where

Help me
I am so lonely
I'm falling down
When you're not around

Truth is, you've been on my mind
If my head was a house then you moved in mine
You