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body by the hand
Touch my heavy breathing heart
Fade to blue then fade to black 
Cut the tension in the air
Needs a move from one who dares
Stakes are

curtains
Behind your ears
God is by you
And I'm right here
Cause what a joy to love my man
And I accept you for all you are

one time
It's done for you
You done
I'm here to hurt your feelings

I got it up by my side
Peanut butter leather
Seats melt in my ride

My goons they

grab the mac
Out the back of the black cadillac
With the maxipad just to match
Cause you got hands out
Ima cut yo hands off
Turn around act soft

Say you

oxygen
Can't box me in, he want box again
Confident when I'm clocking in
I put in work, these birds flock again
Mad your man gave me top again
Bitch I been

black out
Focus on this spinning room
Speeding faster towards disaster
While the laughter turns to screams
Get a grip
You're not a puppet
Just hold

hydroponic, I sneeze off the pollen
I need about three hundred milligram tonics
Fucked myself up by increasing my tolerance
All off the cannabis, floating like

All fades to black as the deathless shrieking
Washes over my entire existence

Mortal! You have chosen death
The last of your bloodline! You will

a charger to an outlet
I got niggas in the back , they countin' that green, they countin' that shit by a thousands
Lil' nigga say he gettin' more money than

Left right and center
I couldn't do you no better
Change my dreams for the cheddar
Couldn't take it so I let her
Let her go, I mean my mother
Bad

roads

Cause I saw her come and go before my eyes rose and went black
Hit my face hard like my skull was on crack
But anything goes for a pussy that ain't

My mom was like, who were the black boys you was with
those are my buddies
No kevin those were drug dealers
Welcome to my life, nigga
Welcome to my

and then we're on another flight
Call me young Jack Nicholson cause I just departed
Honey salmon, black truffle, man that shit was flawless
This rap music

Me burn the he den
cnd every taughts weh de ma think
How dem fi call us man of colour when dem skin a turn pink , Under the sun
They must be drunk

Yeah, just put rick on my feet
Yeah, bad bitch, fucking on me
Woah, your bitch wanna suck it for free
Yeah, i swear that shawty a freak
Yeah, my niggas

started sitting by Churchill listening to Camp
Eyes wide hearing Fire Fly the first time
Thinking if Bino can make it through it man then I can
Hadn't had

dress in all black
There's a whole lotta shit that I put on my back
This shit permanent, just like a tat
I got racks on racks, lil nigga, no cap
All these

I don't think that's what I'm searching for since
It's hard to be lonely but harder to lie to yourself
Or maybe I don't trust ---- no more I can't

50 racks
Made a withdrawal from Goldman-Sachs
I cannot miss and I cannot lack
I'm a good rapper, they thought I was black
Poppin' a perky, my face got

My first day out everybody had me singing they like boy you gone be a star
You know this shit not for everybody it really gotta be in you

My first

a pop, all these niggas getting popped
Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

Man, all of these niqqas be talking on beats
Ain't got a beef, they got nothing

feel wrong to be Black!
We all simply wanna sing songs back to back
No need for the napalms or the gats
Matter of fact, no need to even be calm or relax

like the black skin
Do you see far as me just Imagine
I hit a peak sugar free
It’s a mad ting
I can’t believe how my feet back in action
Wait back

come with a wire
Tre fifty seven that bitch shootin fire
You gotta red dot my green dot is brighter
Money the motive I never get tired
Black Money