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So I was chilling by the bar the other night
Let me tell you about this chick that ordered Cîroc & sprite
Talk game good so I eased in just slight

day by day, I take my time
Grab a couple strains, mix it up, let it blend
Roll me up a paper, ima blow it in the wind
Spoiling myself, I don't care

Let me tell you a story, it may even be true
'Bout a fella who fell through the cracks
He was a hustler a gambler who lived on the edge
And they

Time passed by and I'm home
Sat there checking my phone
Did I do something wrong
It's been lasting so long
You don't know that I cry
Sit at home

suffocate
I can hardly breathe
Tell me my disease
Why can't it be easier
To find myself
Stare the demon down
Choking broken sounds
Maybe it will be easier all

waiting for your whole life
Everything not just black and white
Go open your eyes and see in real life
Tell me who's talking in your ear
Feel like your

To look for love cause’ yet again
If love was easy to find
I’d be loved by the stars I gaze above

Yeah, rollin’ we rollin’
We pull up we hop out
Tell me

A lonely, a lowly place is not for me
I love the place cut by the last lobotomy
I'm here this way so tunes can tell you all about
Where people be,

said
But slap another drama so I guess that we'll forget
Did everyone change or was it just me?
I can't really tell if I've somehow grown
People come

Unwell
I'm a little caught up in her
Puttin' up with the way it hurts
Like hell
Can't tell
If you're feeling the way I do
Are you fading into

I can't show you how to love yourself
But I promise you
I'll be the one by your side
I won't tell you the truth about love
It's so difficult for me

about
Icarus got burned by the sun's heat
But to me it's just leaving Tan lines
Ghost rider when I piss heat
Composer when the beat feats
The game is

are caroling
And the smiles on their faces remind me

That there's still kindness in the world today
I'm coming home on Christmas day
To tell you that I

left she fell right to her death
Tell me how's that for reaping what you've sewn 

Like the angels we all too must fall
cnd who are you to dare try

The highway hangs over the Blueridge
Like a strand of limp spaghetti
Slurped down by my windshield
In a metamorphic feast
Toward a storage locker

the world
I asked my teacher, asked Mister G
Nobody knows, it's up to me
I see three in the oak tree
I see four by my front door
Could that be eight along

Don’t work for everybody, I’m just proud of me now boy
For making it this far without a deal or some clout boy
Y’all looking for attention
I’m looking for

I've loved through it all
Let's sit for awhile
The worst is we fail
And I will tell you
The news of the world
This shining bright rock
Resembles

burning
But it’s your touching
That I crave
I look at you
My face is aging
Please tell me how
I should behave
You are the sun
You are the sun
You are

a deuce in my cup
Fuck it pour the whole four
I've been running this shit my home right down the road
Did this shit by myself, show my mama i'm grown
Band

to know my name
And something tells me you don't want to know
But you ain't telling me the same
That's when I think about
The apple starts to fall
Started

paranoia saves yourself
With machete or an axe always by your side
Feeling confident but still not alright
Back to the beugs smash one over a head
If ya

by daylight 
They will never find you 

Let these words be your noose 
So I can cut you loose 

Am I the only one to see it?
No stranger to reason
(No

correct
Smiles are but an illusion
Totally taking
Everyone over

You wanted control, motherfuckers
Well here's what I gotta say to you

It seems that you