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to God that when I sleep I never wake up 

You taking pictures with me got your hand around my shoulder 
The camera can't pick up the image of the knife

No I don’t want your love I do this for me
They say your city never will is it different for me
God help me understand what you want me to see
Cause

the devil's leash on me growing like grass
Humping on chicks who didn't take notice of me until I
Circumcised my, to be called by
Evolved to dope (Dope as fuck)

nine in my pants

Left finger in my bag, while my right hand on her ass
Mr. Dirty ain't cute, but I swear to God, I love them rats
Free my brother Reggie

the fashion or Fendi
School of hard knocks, yeah I was an attendee
If I gotta show could be one up or ten deep

Lord protect me from all the fake love, I can

keep on passing 
Well I have no Idea what I god damn father is 
I can't remember mine, but I guess that it's fine 
Because it seems to me like he hates

and it made us trap
God save the street
Cause his the only one that can

attracted to Brandon
I mean he’s kind of my type
I always love a guy who’s a little cocky he knows he’s cute
Um he knows he can get girls so definitely like

Buy you a purse by Louis Vutton
If you don't like it then we can Vattaa
Get you another then buy you some shoes 
Take it to counter my visa i use

(Ok

’m on March Madness
Quarantine had me kinda weak
But I came back out snappin
Thank you, God, what a blessing
Feel Your protection
The mind is a powerful tool,

keep on passing 
Well I have no Idea what I god damn father is 
I can't remember mine, but I guess that it's fine 
Because it seems to me like he hates

to the store
'Cause I need some more shit, need some water
Need some booster love (Kehlani, hit my phone, I'm done)
Water (Switch like OJ)
Hahaha (I'm tryna

blow a bag on Saturday 'cause on Sunday I know it's comin'

I know it's comin', yeah, I know it's comin'
You can tell from by the way I slayed them

a yard

'Cos see, he the type of cat that be thinkin' he hard

I told him if he gonna come, he got to come by eight

But Hud don't never listen what I say

Stupid that emotion is something you gotta choose

Word to a-b-r you always got love and yesterdays but Imma love cuz with it i can't lose
Mansion Music

need to buy more drugs cos
I can't buy the love
It doesn't help that always look for
Something more than just a fuck
Like, just my luck
Time's the enemy,

very difficult to cope with the pressures of
Being princess of Wales learning to cope with it
I am learning to stay strong help me mr Wonderful
My love

is love
But I don't have the timing baby, I don't have the hustle
Can't be lying to your folks, I ain't a saint, but I'm a hustler
And I know God still

rapping for a long time
And that's how I know I'm gone shine
Bout to hit a gold mine
And you can't listen to me with a closed mind
I do it for the love I

the latrine or lost in the ravine
Body snatched like my boy’s spleen snapped by sub-machines (Boy)
Can’t walk but he can breathe and drive with drive to feed

straight riding ask god why you take him from me 
Pull up to the scene can't believe what I'm seeing please wake me up it's a dream
Yo house caution taped

slept on by the masses
If I die today write martyr on my casket
It's harder being classic plus being distracted
I love it in the club but I could never do

of a breakup keeps its lurking on for too long

Never perfect, I'm an flawed human being
Im a god with no meaning
Im a dark european
I been scarred by my

God I'm praying for sign cause I got shit up on my mind
Not too satisfied with life cause people try to take my shine
Show me light up in this bitch