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man, I rarely get rest
Tryna get the weight off of my chest
Got some things that I'm tryna address
Vintage garments, she love how I dress
From the East,

before
he do it My daddy told me never kill yourself over no
pussy Cause the bitches show up at your funeral with

who she screwin' All this fake love

I'll be on by spring time
Rain or shine man
Fuck the free time
I'll be ready 
When that phone rings
I'm puffin lime
Skip the VIP lines 
Gotta go though

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Reminiscing all the things I ever did
Did the right thing like spike lee
Helped the kids out and now they see us
He got

I know that you gonna flaunt, cuz
You been the apple of my eye
You like my ride or die cuz you always by my side
And I like that

but he’ll be dead by the day time, tell em keep that same energy man I been this way since winter 89

Hook

Niggaz got them hater tendencies, from here

that bitch
If I ever said I miss my Ex you know I'm still lying
The only thing I'm getting close to is that rubber band
My right hand man switched on me

the rear
We calling out our own blocks catch a body get tears
These the things that always happen in my heart ain't no fear
These the things that make it

and high fashion sex
Taking them bets and I never regret
She not a drinker but love the sangria
She only love by the way that you treat her
Promise she won't

fights with the mirror, I'm the only one can help
List my heart for resell, it never been off the shelf
She fell in love with the better me
And now she

who's really got you, correct
I was always the victim by circumstance
But this time I decided I should take a different stance
I apologize to who deserves

May he let me love you
Cuzz I’m a man who understands, & I wanna take you by your hand 
I really like how you my #1 fan, & You have many loving ways,

sticks, ask when you in my city
Go pop out lookin' for problems, well, she must love me, I'm always with it
This nigga opp packin' a blunt, the same nigga

tears
What satisfies you for the moment
Start's to disappear
Like there's a void up in your heart
No love
Only despair
It's only Christ
Yeah he the one

on black
Why don't we own our truth
Why can't I always buy from you
I bet there are things I could learn from you
But I just keep on judging you
Why can't we

would you run wit me
Swear that boy ran out of feelings
Aint no love in eem
Know it aint no punking me
There aint no punk in me
How you gon be hating

when he lost those keys, I guess we found him
We the ones who gon' climb mountains for our beliefs
And learn to fly for people we love
Those Hours by

becoming our moms and dads or what they wish they were
Then she's praying to God His vision will be blurred
'Cause a poor man dressed for the job 
He wants

happy
But there’s no amount of color that can fill the void made by his unavailable daddy
We bend and break into things we should never be
Break ups are

money they come between it we thump em
Bitches swear that really love you, shit I still don't trust em
I still won't love em
He want it then the Steel

in the chest like a double barreled pump
Call the bag Jenny telling me to run forest run
Really love the pap so I gotta keep on stacking it
Always down

it

A man of Nazareth with olive skin
I was raised so I would follow everything he did
Like feed the poor and distribute the wealth of the rich
So why

The Midas Touch

The Monochrome Set

Eligible Bachelors

1982

I saw the shape of things to come
The future in your eyes
The love you always meant to give
The bodyguard of lies

The hunting dog, the heated

have take you right back 
Let him know the text seen and read
I promise he ain't gon' like that 
That's toxic so toxic 
But I love when our locks lipped