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Half past five first signs of day
First lights comin' far away
Decent folk are still asleep
Hope the staircase doesn't creek
Take my bag, grab my coat

Y'all bitches flip like pages
Y'all bitches flip like pages
Some of these fuck niggaz flip like pages
I don't give a fuck about your Top 5
Nigga I'm just

through the week
Coffee alcohol and nicotine

Work set the mood for my Friday night
Started drinking bout a half past 5
Tryin'a forget how my day begun
Come

people, more like animals disguised
As some half decent humans being used for their amusement
Man please donʼt be stupid, your T.V. is never muted
That's

soul
Demons on the white
He got a boat load
Reach into to the light
He tryna let go...

Sick of resting
Half assed I'm better then y'all
Come and test me

Uh, got my Wishlist, devils always pitching
What it takes to rip my soul in half I need no bandage I stash it
Push this shit in motion so alone that's

Kaepernick
But half as lavish with it
I decapitate you and laugh
Then I might reattach it again
Don't lose your head (yeah)
I'm a passionate, masochistic

What do I do when my 9-5 don't work
I think I'm bout to work until my fuckin brain bursts
It hurts when you can't manage
I'm a privileged white kid

5
Nigga I'm just trynna get on Forbes list
Cos if it don't buy no robux for my only child then your 2 cent worthless
Opinions never made no purchase

Passed out on a bench by half past ten
Queuing for clubs that we can't get in
Had three beers now my visions blurry
Sun's coming up and my eyes are

a rapper
I'm just a freelancer
That's better than half of the rappers you fuck with
You fucked with the wrong one today
I'm the bastard who died
Mastered his

you explode in the first round
She a pretty little thing in a pretty little dress
She pop it off and let me see her v secrets oh yh
She got the double d

brotha
Kept it real with my half blood
Ion wanna fall into
The trap of bitterness,
Ion wanna, fall into the trap
Of centeredness, ion wanna
Fall into

job
Because my mom grew up on the south-side
Of the Chi until she was nine
Everyday after five she'd thank God to be alive
Called her Tigerpaws how hard

em off cuz really you don't kno when that pain end
Kickin shyt by myself like it's tetherball
See I Don't mind you niggas knowin ion f wit yall
I hear

deficits

From YG and Nipsey saying FDT
To half a dollar and frozen water backing the beast
4 Years marching for social justice in the streets
But they say

The smell of burnt flesh, they try to find hydrants
Five blocks away, you can faintly hear sirens
A half hour later, the cops are outside
The fire stil

Pump his stomach he ill
We getting lit
430 Benz for the wip
Drive by
Let off a clip
Pump on the strip
Cop me some work then flip
Shorty she loving

sweat
Do you cross fit?
You a brick and a half
Off-White kicks and a Chloe bag
You bougie, you say that's all Chloe had
None of that shit really goes
You

the remedy
That got me humming these lullabies
And melodies
It's so serenity, infinity
I see that the way that you rocking
You really feeling me
But half

a pretty and a dime, okay let's do some math
On the scale of one to ten, most these others be some halfs
Baby girl that's five
I be wanting you, the music,

you explode in the first round
She a pretty little thing in a pretty little dress
She pop it off and let me see her v secrets oh yh
She got the double d

the 5
Shout out to White
And the rest of the guys
Met me some folk
Really serving them pies
I place me a order
To eat of the side
Rolling Gas in a blunt

It wasn't us that killed the world yeah 
We were driven by the hand of god they told
And if we're going out shiny and chrome
For the vengeance of his