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saying
That your arms around me's an accommodation
You opening up? Paradise is waiting
Loading me up like dice with weighting
Fully charged by your fives,

quickdraw
With an inch more of my sick thoughts
I'd drive you mental while I win more
What I'm in for is a big mess
What I'm here for is different
I'm here

back by this weekend
On my mama, I'on' really need 'em
If you think I do, then bitch, you're tweakin'
Purple kush, man, it got me geekin'
Ooh, uh, it got

Fast whips automatic keys nigga
So when we drive by e dey be like the breeze nigga
Look around my team you know I'm ill nigga
Surulere cats dey call me

the temp below zero
Neighborhood hero Rio
Nothing like these Negroes
I'm too advanced to be understood by white people
Don't ask me why people
Suicide squad

get to the money
The bread ona daily
My nigga he thuggin he keep a .380
Finna buy me a glock
And it's just for my safety
By the way I don't let no nigga

you slipping all the time
Maybe traction is in play
I know you sick of the drama
Chop it up like Beni Hanna
Give it a taste
If you got pride in what you

yeah)
Sick niggas, we some fevers, smoking big woods like a Beaver (bitch, yeah)
We the ones top of the crown, we the ones holding it down
Watch some

get out my own head
All these people get bit by lead
One wrong move and they get left dead
What it take to just get in yo bag
How hard is it to just

I'm soon to be figuring out""
In a different time zone
Watching the fireflies fly
I'm always far away
From where my mind goes by you
Put a mountain in

Verse
I try to fall asleep but I keep thinking bout the universe. 
I spit the truest verse
Future stuck in full reverse.
Feel like I'm surrounded by

anti-social way before I caught covid
I'm thinking about crashing out even that i'm holy
I'm talking to God like he my big homie
I'm by myself on this island
I

[chorus]

[kon artis]
You studies wanna job like assets
Rough is ready to start teaching niggas
In ass whippin' classes
Breaking glasses
Damage crews by

can't undone (uh uh uh uh)
Stuck (stuck) in (in) head (head) I'm (I'm) gone
Picking apart fall one by one
I Stick to an art since I begun
You try to own

Cutie lookin extra smooth
The way she looks at me in my mind
Tell it all, by night I'll be fine
Only one friend I needed
Just makin up more lies
Time is

Yeah, The Big Bad Wolf
Got this boy by the hooves
Right where I want em
Yeah you halfway a crook
Need to read you some books
Level up on your

jick me
Mudda sick, bey, that's a dread wibe
Shorty, you a bot, baby, I don't want no soul ties
Yeah, shorty, you a bot baby, I don't want no soul ties

that you' gone' get by me
She' useless i'm liking the way that we vibing

We slipping and and sliding
New rarri' we gliding
She sucking my soul kick her

life is a house and a 2 door
And go international, no stops on a G4
My lungs are getting darker by each cigarette smoke
People say id die before i reach

to satisfy the lust
Filled with hatred and disgust
When I learned about you

A child molester cloaked by God's will
You're the one I want to kill
And bet your

vibe, I’m the one by ya side
They tell me life’s a rollercoaster, I’m enjoying this ride
Our ups and downs tho
You know I hate when you mad or when you

Unc' don't want no Fentanyl or doll, he a hard head (huh?)
Brodie still fightin' that body, I'm sick, I can't call Craig (huh?)
I hear so much about

get dick, and she gets dick, and she gets dick, and she gets dick, the male Oprah
Plead no fifth, won't be no shit,
A beat this sick, too cold I go in

going up
I been redeemed it's all in the blood
Killing the scene Strap on the gloves
Hop in the ring I'm goin nuts
Sick of these demons I've had enough