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out in tidals 
But still it's vital i watch the dogs taste it 
I'll re-invent time just so i can waste it
Running down the yellow brick (Not correct -
There was one born early February
On an icy afternoon
She was far too young to even carry
So they gave her options out
And she knew she wasn't
You want smoke with who? A hundred blunts of you
Shooter by my side One tap he blow you like a flute
(Oh I'm feeling it)
But I don't fuck with
on that bitch She wonder where her back went
Shump on go He ready for action, flip these packs in less than a week
But I cannot trap, it's boring to me
I
All of this for a necklace? All of this for a Lexus?
All of that for attention, you been through a lot I'm guessin'
A lot of drama at school, coulda
hurtin'
(Why you sayin' that you hurting)
You know you really isn't hurtin'
I got this bag for this purchase
(She like woah woah)
I hope it all even out
I
back and forth with yo niggas, get yo cash up
I ain't goin forth and back with you bitches, you'll get passed up
She walked in lil booty out, put that
you get one 
And if you don't get us after this album, maybe you will by the next one 

We know you have a choice of bands to make your music
 So thanks
I like a kind of man
Who works with his hands
Rather than polishing them every single time
And all he cares for
Is just accumulating more
That is
I like a kind of man
Who works with his hands
Rather than polishing them every single time
And all he cares for
Is just accumulating more
That is
wey
No get eye on their way
This love nah magic oh
So run run run
Into my arms
Living for love
Is all we know
Dance till will done
Until it's dawn
I
on my shoulder finally bought my soul
Lost a lot of friends, couldn't give a fuck though
Yeah, I'm wildin' by myself til' the sun don't show
I won't let
starts ticktock
Ain't no time to waste bank account got many space
Show em' that they out of place
Photos make her clit rock
And I was down on my dick,
we keep looking, the harder we are to find?
But the record keeps on spinning while the volume's way down
The needle takes its time falling in and out
rich so I can flex on my ex
Fuck yall hoes Y'all aint makin no checks

You talkin' wet nigga I'm suckin' breasts
Same damn day we hit a lick pull by out
no one hear the noises
I can imagine the faces
Joyless
Spewing nonsense out there braces
Four eyes
Know it all's
Ones but not aces
Let me tell you
It's
met a bad bitch on a Sunday, I blow her back out on a Monday
I had to kick her out by Tuesday, Wednesday another one comin'
I told her just the tip
of cash that has been spent
Nine out of ten leaders are
Pretending they've passed the bar
Therefore I don't trust the government

Who's gonna tow the party
the one and same
The one who goes by many names

Will you wake up?
Will you survive?
The visitor!
Will you wake up?

All the things known from reality
Bent
to every vow,
I'm keepin' out of mischief now!

All the world can plainly see
That you're the only one for me!
Say I've told them, told them in advance
Mmmm yea Runitup
Bae I grew up in the Jungle
Right now I feel like Pablo
Keep a stick and some congo's
Keep a Mac for the download like ouu
Look how
Just a touch on the shoulder I'm passing out
Wish I could of told her I'm freaking out
For I have been poisoned by butterflies
I have been stared
funny
Ain't even gotta speak about me, I'ma see you in a minute
I'ma calculate the money, count that shit right by the digits
Take the bullets off
nothing I'm saying, I'm faking
I ain't gon' lie
All these women, they wasting my time
I ain't gon' lie
I can tell that you mine
If you stay by my side, then

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