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I stay up at night
Thinking, how can I take it further
Used to think the growls were the evils
But it was the hunger
When mani told me
A rapping

sit back and reminisce on all the laughs that we had
With our baby by our side, feeling far from your man but way more than your friend
Trying to get

my face but you asking to see my woman naked.
Think you my brother but n*gga we ain't got no relation.
Fuck everybody, y'all guilty just by

Like the ones in the movies I see
With the dresses and the weddings 
cnd the princes on one knee

cnd I didn't know it at the time 
But He sent your name

brothers like I'm Eddie griffin. 
Slow tipping 
Off the remy altering my nervous system. 
I don't gotta plight nigga I'm on my man. 
Sold grams paid the rent

time, spun with this earth
cnd I I like to think there's so much I have learnt 
But I I'm still naive so eager to love so eager to hope Mister. Ingenuous

shot by the fool.  Let's make a promise, like my mother wanted to do, we'll call him Jessie or Justine if it's from you.

CHORUS Never again, never

Now I know, I'm supposed to be grown man
But my eyes feel like I been hit by the sandman
Friends and family don't give damn 
That's the hardest part

stained by the blood sweat and tears
Expelled from an old friend working overtime as is

Middles up to the public know everything on delay
Mental up to it's

Never had a dad hold me by the hand 
Took life as it came and learn to understand

That I was on the loose with no turning back in mind
Hustling for

day
Until I'm old and gray I'll be
Drinking my life away

I get up and have a beer
Whiskey helps me think more clear
And by lunch I'm feelin' great, man

And put the kids in the bath

Now I turn down the lights
Like I'd do at the end of our fights
Your silhouette by my side
I go to sleep

I just want you here

rocking these shows
Why woulda I slow?
Dawg I can't stop at all no mo
Can't stop growing

Yeah
We can't stop man
You know what I'm saying
We can't stop
Ya

grams in the blunt
Stuffing grams in the blunt
Stuffing grams in the blunt
Stuffing grams in the blunt
Stuffing grams in the blunt stuffing grams

I think

Every time I think of you I can't help but thank my God
Whenever I sit and pray my requests are made for your joy
And I'm certain it's true God's

My mind a labyrinth
Shaking hands with the devil peddling language to poorly manage my arrogance
You think you're Errol Spence
Crash coursing your

you just die when you were just here holdin' my hand
I see a butterfly and I keep my fingers crossed and I think, maybe that's you flyin' by
I keep my

heart
Ain't like them other girls, you played your part
You say I fall too hard every time I meet someone, I think that you're the one
I gotta focus on me

still tippin to Lord be a fence
I do this for bash he gone be a prince
Wavered too much to have faith in the start
It's crazy to think Im a man of his

Like a trash can on a night stand
With the right hand touching nice gland
And a kite man filled with tight sand
Anyways here's a solo that I just came up

right
Marching to our graves
Jacobin bile whispered delicate so sweetly through
Razor blade smiles tastes like honey killing softly
A black wing
Judas

perfect man,
But I try
Yeah I try, 
Yeah I try to do right by you.

cnd still you say, I am just 
c whole lotta trouble
c whole lotta trouble
Whole lotta

in four four time 
With every thought you think you got about something else 
I'm a one-line-drawing by the man in the park up in River dale

filled with teasers and being a people pleaser
Shit, I done been through the ringer
I went from angel to menace, now I am somewhere in between

I think I