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told me I'm a dog, I told her "Do me like you Logan"
Dick in yo fat ass, finna make yo ass bust it open
My head sound weird as fuck, I think their

gas, yours sound like a weak cough

Cold creeks in spring thaw, I free thought
Self hate and self doubt I need not
Minding my own I keep hot my teapot
No

the night
N***** will down you for smiling
Then wonder why you frown
And tell you that you ain't s***
And not to make a sound
They'll keep this up until

reclinin'
Your shit whack sound just, got em declinin'
Diss me? More chance to be struck by lightning

One way to reach my level of serenity
Drop thy pride

one more?
Man, I got it. We can do that
Queue that up
Let's go

Make up for lost time
Time we wasted when we were apart
Make up for lost time

the sound but the crowd and now i'm made the one
Look how i make 8 from 1, how i went to great from bum
Staying up from late to sun, rollin round like

make your favourite rapper, running suicidal by a motherfucking thought
Choosing to choose me? I ain’t no skr skr rapper, I’m only the first
That’s

the Diddy voice on, tell 'em, "Take that"
Ain't gotta sell the flow to find the gold I pour in a track
My profit ain't determined by the money that I make

the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor…
Head gets all the speed and force
So we probably all know
That it pops the very moment it makes contact with

a grown man cry
Look in the sky the only way up going to Heaven
I less believe in hell how the hell can i trust Satan
I keep writing these letters that make

to run this town
Don't be running yo mouth
My gang shoot 100 rounds
Got that Mac 10 making sound
Guess it's our time now yeah
I'm uplifted on some shit
I'm

everyone that I'm seeking out
Drama tied around me like a dressing gown
Unless I'm on a riddim I don't make a sound
I sit in silence trynna drown the noise

station popping, Volkswagen picking, dropping
Horror movie or senti story, he'll craft a way to laugh
And get hush hushed by the theatre staff
But now,

Buzzyburke
Produce by StoopidSick
Holla at ya boy

Stupid Stupid

Flow so dumb it's stupid
Nah I ain't a silent bee
Rolling to the spot
Got like 5

rocking p-plates, cruising to the j's
At the time never crossed our mind that those were the days
Weekday benders man, weekends were the same
Found freedom

up
Leave the body in the cut yeah
Now turn it up now turn it up loud
Bitch is going down
Boy my name ring bells can't you hear the sound
All that junk

to smoke
At least my lungs could feel full
I justify the unjustifiable
I think restraint makes me more likeable
To girls I'll never meet and guys who don't

Undoubtedly a reason I’m an author. 
Doesn’t rely on using mascara to mask errors.
What’ll make up her image is inside; look past scleras.
That area focused

with a beam. In the back yard, where I play on my guitar. You gotta admit that this beat is going hard. Cause I don't miss, and I'm the greatest by far.

neck Stone Cold
Tell your bitch that I love it when she had me blind fold
If I gotta make a little visit it's a fade
Talking to me saying you're gonna

to make it
I reflect on my journey and
There's beauty in the struggle
Now I Louis up my duffle
And I'm due another couple
Everything I’m rocking
That was

the way you look that much
Oh, baby, you should go and love yourself

My mama don't like
Once I was seven years old, my mama told me
Go make yourself

wife
I want you for the night let me take you out for the night
Girl sit ya pretty tale down down even make a sound 
I love the way you smile I LOVE

psychic
She like to argue callin me biased
She used to shisters
Niggas holding heist
Talkin bout tht fast life
Short on rent we'll have by the end