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agree Went from enemies to my team
All on their own accord, ain't nothin' by force
And y'all wonder why we runnin' up the score
Ain't no lie we climbin'

by myself
I wrote her a story she point to the shelf
Funny to me how she change her identity
My hearts been abused I would question its entity
Most

All of my friends say that I try too hard
Me tryna cut for you, it gave me scars
But you was playing gamеs with me
I played my part (I did)
Now I ain't

I've got a car,  I've got a roof
I've got a bed,  I've got food
I've got family,  I've got friends
I've got Reasonz 2 B Thankful
My purpose will

money feel like with Gods blessing
Used to eating grand mama greens and moms dressing
Had to pay my dues to the game a long lesson
Leaving legacies don't

Call me john bc I call the plays around here like it’s madden
Leave a nigga dead his only friends is gon be maggots
Not no tennis match but you know we

know what I mean
I am that person yes indeed
I hope the message is well received
Pray that I fall I'm back on my feet
I will not accept any defeat

Psylense of The Lambatta


Sunlight, moonlight
One night, mood right
New sight
Open my eyes and get the view right
New Christ
Birth

Mary had

cnd last night I got boo'd by my third set
But, I guess I'm sorta good at Wordpress
I got a website I haven't even launched yet
cnd some fans that say

mouth
cuz while your talkin bout your friends
showing these messages you sent
gotta real funny way coming back again
i know that life can be a struggle

The pain and shaming
I was wetting the bed at 11
Adolescent
No one to play with (Damn)
Friend zoned by the girls
I'm not complaining
Now that I'm older

Yung Games
They say love's forever
Right now I'm just happier than ever
Can't believe I have it all

I'll catch you if you fall
When you're by my

so just don't knock on my door, 
So Go Home Roger. 

You either go hard or go home
You can't complain about the tough shit that you don't want
Your

[A Friend Named Josh] - Clean

Chorus

When ya highs get low
Your gonna need me by your side  

Just know
That I'll never leave you alone 

No no no

get message from pollo as I'm on my way to church 
And he tell me that his cousin Ray had a heart attack
They couldn't revive him from cardiac
Arrested

that you gave me, that's the same one that I fly in
My brother wrote a message in the blood, and sent the letter
He said make sure to sever ties that

Back to the grind
Back to my life
Back to the day with no worries in mind
Back to my slimes
They all had my back on this ride
Grateful for y'all

through my endeavors
Feel like I was sent to lead my friends through deserts 
Got my mic, with my compressor 
All I need now to find a prime investor

get it
We seem to have connection
And distance is okay
Cuz with the grind its what's expected
She on my screen no projection
She just sent a message
I

screaming fuck these hoes
Turn and try to fuck yo hoe
Amateurs they amateurs
Acting like they pamperers
Pretend to be yo real friend turn yo back they

the true life
In my lane on a dame dash
Own it all when we do buy
One day Imma be in Dubai
Shooting the breeze for the kingdom
Taking the message to every

the price, reaching giant heights, Fee Fi
Five the fee, need that five by three just like my man Junez 
Manufactured, matter fact he quite a natural
I'm

ain't loyal
Saw my parents pinch pennies to lose it all regardless
Taught me live today cause tomorrow ain't promised
Saw my neighbors get robbed by

I don't put my ex's in my song
They all did me wrong
I didn't see yo message on my phone
I wasn't at my home
In the studio I'm in my zone
I wasn't