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the heel of Achilles
Getting comfortable by the hour
And the hour is you
I'm the clock that wants my hands on every minute of you
But every second is wet, I

overseas
And then her arm went colder than a Minnesota breeze at zero degrees
She would get so high her nose would bleed
I think about her and it mess wit my

touched until we entered the bout
Cause homies can't speak with a mouth full of crumbs
Finding new ways of approaching my ceiling, indeed
I'm as tall

know how much they lookin' but i see us drifting,
I ain’t even into feelin' feelings but my feelings missing
Don’t get it twisted I’m angel but I'm used

till I can’t feel you can’t get high with me.

Nigga I’m, up another grade. I got plays inside of these plays, I got ratchets inside of the rave I got

that I’m better but I’m smarter cuz I choose to use my words way clever
And I get it, a lot of us ain’t never had s*it
Feel like we on a escalator when

Jazzy Bitch

U.N.L.V.

Uptown 4 Life

Verse One: {Lil' Ya}

I can never run out of bitches to right about it
My forget they name but I got game
That's how I get them out
I told ya bout

it's Roger, like American Dad

Aye! Like American Dad, I surrounded by stans
Upstaging, I'm hazardous
Bound to get banned
See yo' bae, and I'm Bowser

stand on nation business till My casket close
I can't control the way I'm living I ain't Going back to the old


All these hoes calling my phone
Counting

I looked dead in your eyes
Times where we aint have no food
I was scared of them times
They shot my way I aint get hit
But I was scared of them times

me
Get away from me, you gonna feel this heat
I made a way for me, ain't no extra seat

Ain't no telling me, I know what's up with me
Breaking bread

the shit
All this bread up on my clothes
This ain't no counterfeit
You can hear the truth in this song
By the sound and shit
The way I'm spitting on the mic

you could find a way
to give me all
Instead of giving someone else
Every time that I was with you,
you didn't see me
I couldn't find
the Key to unlock

now forever
'Till it turns to
black and white
Before I wake up tonight

Something in the
Way that you laugh is
like a sunflower
Even in the rain you

sentiment, whatever, I'm fine
I'm just tryna finish here and get on my grind
Yearbook signatures, let my cap fly
Then proceeded to recede into the deep end

That's okay - just gimme my space
I won't erase or replace shit that makes me feel some way
I won't be quiet when I got something to say
I used to struggle

to Leave
Black poncho Villa boy I came to Change the game
Move over redfish this is my lane
Out at boca chica beach lookin for Elon
He lying to the folks

one of em the lil bitch tryna fuck gotta pay me to fuck me
Bitch I'm back on my bully my clip loaded fully ain't no regular nigga ain't no way
I ain't

[Verse 1:]

Black coffee to start my day 
Time to start parting ways 
Car starts, it’s half past 
Let’s see what the world starts asking James 
I eat

porque não são só black t-shirts e rappers mortos no guarda-fato
então watch me count my blessings
i’m facing them real things
sometimes life is hard,

gets hard, but get a grip and keep Holdin' On
Ain't no getting me up out of this hustle
Is what I thought, till I was taught
Ain't no victory without

Thompson

Escaping nonsense!

Pop a few more drink a bit more
Until my head hit's the floor
She enters my core till my brain feelin sore
So I pop another one

cannot buy your way to pop
You cannot get me to stop
I'm coming to get my name up in the eyes in the fame
I'm treating you all like a lame
I treat how I

hope he tries
My daughter needs to know me
As I seem to show my whole team that keep holding by
As I get older and my soul is tried
Running at this rap