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old mess
Sorry
I'm sorry that you didn't watch me grow
Sorry that you didn't see me reach my goals
Not a day goes by that you're not on my mind
Stuck

above a porn addiction 
and it's hard for me to say but it's the truth,
told it good riddance.
Every night online, I felt I was sinning 
I was punished by

A violent past with spiced sauce
Not counting cost of blood or bottle spilled
Hatred and loathing, Your life fulfilled
Consumed by your own vanity

and feel the world spin we're going for a hot lap come on in!
Yeah I drive a shitbox
All you hear is rod knock
You should see the miles on the clock
Coming

held up by your horns
Baby, you've had your way since the day you were born

Send your love and affection in my direction
I'll send it right on back

body on me
I feel like so high, by my side, just lean on me

If you wanna be mine, just get dance on me
If you wanna be mine, you can be, we're not

you sacrificed a whole lot For me
Just to get me on the right track
You worked a lot of jobs to Support me
Yeah things were crazy like that
Always had

'Cause time never stops
It goes on and on
But they'll remember you
'Cause you're young, pretty and gone
There will be a search by the cops
'Til the night

Why you spend so much time here
 Told you this was my year
 Y'all don't really understand though
 Young boy with the plans though
 Aim high aim high

Yo, yo, yo
Kid with bad habits
My friend Sammy, yeah he never had a real family
All the clothes he had were hand me downs
Its funny cause he's not so

Located on the east where we’re not even seen
You can find me at night my location the regime
Probably holdin’ my machine tryna let off 
steam
Can’t

about the night before
So he gets the punchline anyway
By now I'm staring at my reflection in the mirror behind the fountain
Daydreaming of making

You saved the best till last
You thought they wouldn't find you
Traced over photographs
Your love, connective tissue

By the hand of god

the lights were on
Mom says it's time for me to rest
Instead, I'm up all night
Listening to "Bennie and the Jets"
Look for something, but nothing!
Who needs

If only I could close my eyes
And see you in my mind
Long ago when we were young
Holding on to all we had
Then one day you said goodbye
And the years

I'd come running back to you
Been dreaming about you every day and night
Trying to run away from all of your lies
You were nothing but my death in

He pretty much lays it out he was a killer
He was a hired killer for Griselda
Uh, that eliminated people that were
Involved in the drug business

I've hit the jackpot, to often to count
I'm a pro
You could tell by the way that I mount
I'm not as young as I look
Or as lonely as I act
And I'm

My childhood was perfect paradise lost
Now, one is driven forward into
The future by the storm
Sailing out of paradise

Our father was a traveling

and young enough 
 To get eternal life 
  
 Thousand soldiers by my side 
 Across the great desert we ride 
 Thousand days and thousand nights 
 We're about

The gang in this bitch young Wiz Khalifa man

California grapes, I'm breaking fine wines
Me I'm sky high, my bitch down to earth
Money in the bank,

Written by Christo Andriopoulos

Came up writing rhymes
Spittin' bars
On the black top
Hungry for a better life
But I ain't a have not
I just wanted

Thinking Time Would Fly By So Fast Rest In Peace 2 Scrilla 
Living Lavish..... 
When You Can’t Afford it
What’s Love, When You Can’t Enjoy It 
Yeah.... She

5 days a week
Cuz I was lonely by myself, alone I couldn’t find peace
I lost myself for a bit there, I ain’t frontin I speak
Honestly, i mean how else