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patience
I need someone that can tie me up and never ask me questions
I need spots all over my psyche, I need ink all on my pages
You can float around my

splinters
I'm stuck on one page all the time just call me printer
Passed out on a concrete bed
Woke up on the beach with some family friends
But I hope you

star unfriended

Unrendered like selfie photos from Zack
Stayin' whiter than the paper from a printer while y'all ass is checkin' the white balance

Of the loot i'm the winner,
Money comin in like I'm the printer,
They say I'm hot headed,
“go ahead and simmer,”

But for this run 
cin't no body fitter, 
cin't

just blind, you be reminding homies with mice
Uzi my rights, he say that you gotta talk to me nice
Thumb thru the pages
Wishin' I'm missin' it
Hope you

too literal
Stalk my page
Blow my phone up
Bitch you looking miserable
Seen a lotta niggas
But them niggas ain't formidable
Start to finish imma menace

A whole bunch of,""I wish I did this or did that
Or said this or hugged him harder on his deathbed""
My grandpa John was a printer, he was born with ink

out my head like a printer
My final imagination fantasies would draft a beginner
Which was the winner of my trust that ate my lies for dinner
I'm

Disney
Trade for the verse, I need bread or kidneys
I gave'm Knuckles he red echidna
My lockbox act like a printer
I heat up, that's every Winter
Sauce in

they wait till you to drop
With no safety net
I'm in the booth working out
But can't break a sweat
Gotta think like a printer
And just make a check
Don't

bitter
This a full hit like thriller
Pen that ink like a printer
Run the race like a sprinter
Yes I'm a born sinner
I've been a killer
And not for

a printer
Mane I hate these days
Boy I sholl remember
Mane I hate these days
Ain't how they used to be
Mane I hate it
Mane I hate these niggas
Ain't how they

healing when I'm filling up all these pages
Now let's switch the gears, lemme tell you bout a dream
The one the Otha night, it increased my self-esteem

signed by majors
Fuck that price of paper all the way to its printer
As I quarantine, stay hustling and I'm selling my liquor
Then contravene laws

of those subtext flexers Making rhymes with a textures 
My screenplay has The lectures don't be asking for pressure
Cuz i got More then Fincher

Printer

Niggas be printers why you tryna copy
On the grind and you can't stop me
Get hit with a stick niggas playing hockey
Gotta Switch lanes it's getting

Breathers keep forgetting
I'm not trying to hang
This that new script
Different type of page
Reload my clip you still trying to aim
Bitch
Burning my bridges

contain me like tryna hold the Mississippi River
4 seconds on the clock that means I'm Derek fisher
They gon be stuck on my page I call em all stickers

gettin' deep
But it ain't over, it's another page
I was really out there carrin'  wasn't fuckin
With these niggas, cannon flash i offed his guard

Like he

on the bills, sittin in the motha fuckin cold
Origami dreams folding planes in the sky,
Crafting tales on the table reaching for the fuckin highs.
Blank pages

to and your son is by your side
the printer loved you dearly
as he sang so sweet and clearly
in the churches of the prairie where we sleep, father sleep

Sleep,

(john fiddler)

Thinkin' about my past, and I can't help myself
Feelin' like an unwritten book sitting on the author's shelf
Let the printer set

just posted where the bleachers at
Youll never need a printer
Because you're hearing facts
Truth is I'm ruthless
Been spitting flames since 8th grade

Stalking from a fake page I understand your confidence
Did this shit all on my own so proud of my accomplishments
Always off the top pardon me I know I