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a disguise
Call up my girl say bae I need you I'm on demon time
I fuck with her because without me she don't need a dime
Baby we ain't gotta fuck as long

on my own
I feel like Lil durk,
Making these love songs
I just talk the bean my dawg good fa sho
It's up the me I gotta hold it down

They depend on me
I

the back I got identified
That's cause I know they got problems they won't tell me why
I don't feel like dealing with it they gon' kill my vibe
I run it

screamin’ (I’m in love). With every second of the air that I breathe, fascinated by what you’ve given to me I’m singin’ (I’m in love). Protect your life, do

get you focused.

this shit is really my song for the year,so tell them it's on (Nigga it's on) And no matter your thinking, your not making me feel

constant
Revenge was all I seek
Never have I fought like this before
To feel love, to give love, to be loved by you
Turned into the monster that you taught

and subtle trust
It was a sunny day just me and you
Chilling by the pool or jacuzzi
She used to rock a two-piece
Now I'm with my foolies
Rolling up a doobie

them
Or is you
With us

I dont know

Blunts n questions
I try to figure out
But keeps me stressing 

Blunts and questions 
Smoking mad weed
Just to keep

With my feet up
By the shoreline
Trust you ain't smoking like me
Unless you know a grower
I knocked ya bitch
Fucked her once
Now I act like
I don't know

I might take her on a trip

You be good then you get Phipps

You be bad you don’t get shit

I might widen up her hips

Then I give that but a lift

you
But I'm just not going with you
To church this Christmas Eve
He said he'd feel like a hypocrite
That he'd much rather just stay home
But that he

life a pay to play
I been payin heavy costs
Dealin with the loss
Of everything that kept me up
Lost my crutches, ima learn to walk
Damn
Only feel good

of the times but I'm never gonna shape up
Shorty a dime but I brought out a razor
Good with the lines like I'm sniffing the Yayo
Don't give me pound, I see

was nice at the start but the mood all changed, the reactors who trashed me for views are lame
Don't ask me to help you remove no claims, if I see you

the moments when lies would block His truths
And somehow make us forget
So I'm going back to the Source
Not the people I've allowed to represent God to me
But

checklist
Im possesed by demon spirits, who are breaking my own limits
Listen closely u can hear them in my lyrics
One day u will die, yeah aight
Guess

simple
You either on fire for his goals
Luke warm or with the world and gets cold
Old me made a settlement with
You better repent
Seek Holy let his

oh boy, oh boy
Now take a good look at this boy (Woo!)
You want enjoyment make an appointment
But you'll get disappointed coz
I'm in avoidance unless

me the don
Ballin on niggas I feel like Lebron 
And all of theses bucks got me Feeling like Giannis 
Girl let's be honest 
You wanna fuck cuz you see I

ain't too much a nigga got
To do but just live, you feel me?
This that type of shit
Nigga know what type of shit it is with me
You feel me? We pushin',

If the world is ending then you have nothing to lose
My disillusion left me lost and adrift without hope
What i did not understand was that all

close by, but it's so hard to find

I take a step back, take a step in

Feeling good but now it's coming back again

And when it starts, I gotta make it

yo' lifestyle far from me
When I swept up my broken pieces God taught me to watch my back from all you vultures and you fiends (Wallah)
I can't seem

the same
Live by the rifle, you die by the rifle, the cycle that nobody tryna change
Dont claim the streets but my pops was Disciple got Demons in me