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I swear that that body like gold
Don't wanna control
I cannot standby
Tell me whatever you like
Tell me whatever you need
I can be that and more
Cause

say is Lottie

Hands on her waist
Now we're playing piano
In a London music shop

Now we're engaged
And my mum wants me home
But I'm feeling like living

will turn to sour cream
Only surrounded by niggas I need
Only surrounded by niggas I know
Took me an hour to get to that pack, but thirty minutes later

action cause
It's been a blessing revealing this other side of me
Doing so I been gaining a lot of traction so
Don't act like you ain't contribute to this

breathless
Make me lose focus make me feel so restless
When I was younger I ignored the message
I ain be no planner and it got no table manners
The downpour

bow

Death to the old me
Death to the ways of my flesh
I'm saved and I'm blessed
The debt I owed
Was paid by the King
Who forever gone reign

He made us

age
Try to be strong but fill your heart with rage
Then I ran to write down on a page
Told myself this is some stage
Like performing, no one was there

the best of me born with a gift
Spread hustle get paper do it major
Though i's hard out here for a player in this game of life
Try your luck like the dice

the same
I'ma shoot yo' mama in the mouth
And rob yo' fuckin' aunt
All you bitches lookin' at me like
You think this shit is funny

a bow
And you claimed I changed the script when I unwrapped it and said no

You tried to trap me as some rap fiend
But I’m not from that scene
I told you

see me 
I ain't doing shit for free
So you can D-I-E
Nadi P w/ that gold
Choke all around your throat
Yeah I like it nice & slow
Turn you into my little

niggas talking bout fucking foreign bitches str8 up yall niggas fuck domestic hoes
Man looka here i gots to tell ya but a nigga like me nation wide folk

niggas rich up in the Jects, nigga
Real life, tell me what that struggle feel like
Street so cold, popsicles don't wanna feel ice
Street so cold, nigga,

Winter Solstice

Forest Stream

Tears of Mortal Solitude

the ice wind 
From somewhere, wouldn't like to know 
Just smile and watch the storm advent... 

I am mortal on this ruthless day 
Crashed by its steel

Who I am, who I am
I'm who I am, I'm who I am
This is a drive-by, drive-run Music to me is fun
When it's no longer fun I stop doin' it

Get through with

can eat at you like a disease
But am boss, whenever problems pop up they get dismissed
That ass looking juicy let me get a squeeze
Niggas spend they

this out
So no longer I'm filled within the doubt
You make me wanna scream and shout
I love you girl by all accounts
I'm serious man I can't record this

a real one
Cant be treating me the same
Cus when you eat this coochie its gone taste like candylane
Yea i know he love it while im pulling on his chain

What chu puffing on eyes looking red like it's dusk til dawn
Got it no matter whatever what you want
You're getting the better the upper echelon

a knee
That's a fact ain't no cap in that
Matter fact I'm on my way to eat
Like you said
You made a plate for me
Eagerly awaiting these roads to end
So I

any night of the week
By the weekend I use those repeats
They might be suspicious of me
I never got the support that I need
No paediatric help
And if I

like the Phantom of the Opera
As I have my butler lend me a hand
Doctor!
I'll turn The Thing That Couldn't Die into the thing that made it work
You ain't

he tripped up
He too clumsy
Stay on my P's and Q's never slip up
I ain't no dummy
Not at all
Riding round town wit my stick lil bitch
Yeah that's my

Makes me like your in heaven
In the clouds above watching
Over me when I buy flowers
For your grave and I am heart broken
With tears flooding down my