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myself
Walking down the path of
Scary looking backyard
Thinking this need to change
Allow yourself to light up
Negativity is now blocked
from my vocabulary

really hard
Me and my siblings and my friends in the backyard
Armed with bats and rocks, we're gonna find the guys who called our mom a whore
I am eight

So here I am again
Catching fires in the backyard
Looking down my throat
Setting up the tent for everyone
All the kids they're unlike me
I look back

from rolling up them backwoods to the backyard has backwoods/
You can look at me backwards that ain't gonna stop what black does/
When I'm adding up this

rob or steal
You wanna live beyond ya means get a job in sales
Sign these deals, backyard hide my mils
And ya bitch wanna slide and feel ya heard
Stick

consuming
Have took out the best
Seen many lives get ruined
I'm guilty as charged
I party'd in backyards
Every weekend
All summer
Yeah straight going hard

the backyard
Now I got Ferraris in the backdrop
Tell me where you at, I'ma pull up on you
Girl you know you wavy
Yeah you got the same address I'll slide in that

who avoids a glass heart
When we start to keep our feelings buried in the backyard
When do we finally consider a test marked?
You only know you've grown

playing some tunes
Backyard yard wrestling me and the goons
Music was playin twas a hell of night
Saw myself in a couple of fights
Cops came in all

Every kitchen
Had it's own graveyard
Every stitchin'
Comes back to your backyard

What you gonna do
To make it right?
How you gonna reach
To turn

That I'm wandering the streets of the old ghost town
In my mind, oh whoa
Chasing fireflies in the backyard woods
Running wild, daydreaming just because

It's freezing and the backyard is an ivory sea rippled with snow
It seems that everything I try keeps crashing in front of you.
I stay inside my

Skippin' in the backyard playin'
Always have good time Pinky promise me
You'll never leave me
Always we're believin' in our song
No one could ever

talk bout the past when they honor me
In the car wit tree
Backyard wit T
I got people to save and it's hard for me
Money to make it'll follow me
I stare

that time
Get you gone (Get you up outta here)
(And i'm just painting houses)

Verse 2:

Waiting in your backyard
Watching you come home
And leave

to us
Is to stay with the one we love
And sharing a beer later
In my backyard
For you
I would die
I would steal
I would do anything I need to do
For you

won’t fall, Get that

Quick shift
Vto in that pussy quick hit 
Backyard I can have a picnic 
With 2 hoes they gon get on this dick
Back the fuck up u

About as high as my bullets
Get
Club scene in my backyard
Whole squad 
Fulla trap stars
Run da game 
Wit a cast on
On dat same shit
Her ass

Been M.I.A I been
Stepping up my game
Had to make a change
In the way I operate
Had to upgrade from
The backyard shed
Had to be more disciplined
Told

in an attic.

I’m pushing my shit till I got my own caddy with a basement, backyard and a big enough attic.

I’m trying get to the status to where I

Im early yawnin/
New day dawning 
Transform like spawn man
Need shade like backyards need awnings/
The dark makes for the harm
Its less light to flaunt

YOU ALREADY KNOW, THAT'S THAT CARTY YEAH SHIT
I PUT IT ON REPEAT AND IT'S A PARTY YEAH LIT
 
I MADE EM' BEAT THEY FEET, BACKYARD AGAIN SHIT
I BEEN

star
Lookin at my money trying not to laugh hard
Then skinny dippin with my lady in the backyard
Ouu Trust me promise this is how it be
Honeslty i should

rockets
The only sounds she heard were the chirping backyard birds
And I can't bring myself to blind your eyes
I'd rather waste myself than waste all