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that button for sure,
sitting in silence for more,
thinking about the way I'll cancel all this war

Sometimes I can't help but feel that I am stuck in

some CDG, I really get a bag
And orange chicken trophies on my neck, I weigh a couple grams
Buhdhas and that Suisse in her house, gon' really help me

Tell me to shut my mouth
I don't need to make a sound
My body's up for grabs
You don't even have to ask
There's no way I did this by myself
Without

Talk a lot but I don't know what to write
I'm optimistic but sometimes it's not bright
Looking for pieces that's missing
Help me or something, you

Men, women, and children of the court
His and her Royal highness
I present to you another performance by the great
Yet humbled servant of the land

been, help me amend
What i be today and direct me to where the mothafuckin money is
Allow me once i may delight in your will
But i cant make any promises

you didn't wanna cry
With the makeup in your eye
So typical
If I wanna move on need a miracle
Yea your days cut short too political
Explicit way talk by

way to leave
At the beginning youre all over me
But by the sixth or seventh hour
Youre already planning to leave
I see you shower and put on your

now

Where did you buy the clothes?
What is your future dream?
By the way, you look dead now, but do you want me to help?

Zap zap

Save some face, well, you know you've only got one
Change your ways while you're young
Boy, one day you'll be a man
Oh girl, he'll help you

let the venom spill
And the tree you cut to stop the fruit from falling
By the pool
Is saying
You know you know

No telling where the world is going
You

the rise of this blackened dawn
Fate has found its way to me, shackled through my futility
Blinded by uncertainty, they fell into absurdity
An age will pass,

hands are tied
And you don't have a word about it either way
Why not sneak in my song
And you can help me get laid laid and paid

La la la, everybody sing

one last time
Making sure what's mine is mine
My heart is filled with things to say
As I ran to something, not away
Things don't always go my way
But I

xan

Forget about the past
Because tonight's a blast

We about to make a toast
To every check I cashed

I'm a sick fuck you better knuckle up
My mind is

hitta out the pen
Real nigga shit
Need some toilet paper I'm the shit Know these niggas sick

I don't need no help
I been grinding by myself yeah
Ain't in

to help
Get back
To my feet
I sit in this corner
By myself
And I'm afraid
To weep
Cause if I show
My emotions
They may just
Think I'm weak
Uhh
Yea
They may

done hit me a stain (Ayo, check it out my nigga) (Nah, I'm good G)
On the way I done robbed me an angel
Got my wings now I'm thankful
Say you love me say

you, this world held nothing

Yet I went without you
Help me recall
The way you etched love upon this heart
And forgiveness upon these arms
God... God

And the anxiety
Coming back and never leave
Seven days a week
Pretending that I'm not afraid
But this way I feel
Help me fill the void
Walking through the trees

Should've know you're two faced, by the
Way that you were actin'
How you switched up quick
And if you died today I wouldn't
Be sad in the slightest
'Cause you

A couple more bills are here
You tell me don't worry, you
Coupons on the table, we're
Tryna find a way to buy food
And I'm feeling so lost out here
I

And just enough is not enough
When shit was rough, we were tough
When life was cold, kept heaters tucked
No nightmares, you ain't seen enough
Had a way with

I peer through windows
watch life go by
Dream of tomorrow
and wonder Why?
The past is holding me
keeping life at bay
I wander, lost in yesterday