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the event
It is supposed to go away an
Animal that cannot not let go
Of it's fears once the threat
Is gone will find
It hard to eat and sleep we are

words before they
Crop me out the picture
That a selfie, self less, I'm self raising
I had no P, outta breath, I kept chasing
Couldn't go sleep, no rest

niggas all offended by my views of the 6
When it came to boy, I said that he was a fan
Say the same thing, I said that he was a fan
Tried to do the same

know the life I want but what if it don’t want me back
That’s my doubt and fears
Pity party
Penny parties with a thousand tears
Really are we feeling

and flipped it hopped on a jet to smoke by the bay
All of this cash abundance I’m feeling myself baby what can you say
If you wanna learn how I’m living just

Yes, 32 the album out right now
Love for the love fire in the Booth

Wrote this in the country
I was staring at horses
It's kinda nice to be still

Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,

and beams, no
Them is not my props (The fuck?)
'Cause we got Dracs, AR-15s
Knock a bitch out her socks (Boom, boom)
Stand over a bitch and empty
The clip 'til

decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done

that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine

a step gotta get away
Back on this shit and I'm wide awake
Pitch black the shit that I go through, wait
Bitch I'm a dragon to the soul
Fly by with

Feel like I gotta die to get the love like I need to
Can't miss someone 'til they leave you
R.I.P. Peep, R.I.P. Juice
R.I.P. sleep, I'm tryna see it

Gossip

Classified

Trial & Error

hard to keep
My head straight
It's like trying to go up but held down by deadweight
Walk on land, stay interesting
Nine albums dropped and I can't

Live or Die

L.G. Wise

Me vs. Industry

2002

they learn to sold drugs
A good son corrupted by a cold hearted thug
Fast life make no sense when you dead and you gone
Right now you got a chance

Fire It Up

Copywrite

The High Exhaulted

2002

a G-4 private jet
Bet you get more than grazed by the nine
Laid by the side
Oh you out of bullets? Here, take some of mine
And clowns hate how I lock

nothing I need (what?)
We are not cool, y'all do not know C (yeah)
Only make moves for the bros in Pro-Ds, please (yeah)
Go to sleep like CM Punk

to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do

insulted by the proposal
It's like they forget I'm the mogul
The trainers are in JD Australia
And that means we're goin' global
I don't wanna be

别害怕
Don't be afraid

我会一直陪在你的身边
I'll always be by your side

你别害怕
Don't be afraid

有一天你也会闪闪发光
One day you'll shine too

Oh 别害怕
Oh don't be afraid

Bank account full of loot, it was wild as a zoo
We was down for a while now the album is through
Better see five stars by the album review
Or you

Homies you been around with, astoundin'
This power I got inside is resoundin'
Get nullified
Don't chase the American dream and get put
To sleep by

Reporting to you live

Waiting for their eyes to peak
They cheating, while we counting sleep
We caught in terms of calling out
Who could be that

Going illegal speeds I’m back and forth down Chenal 
I used to whip it through Markham, but traffic lights are too long
You sit at ya grandma home, I’m

take long
Fuck a whole album I just rapped one
In one take on a song
Impeccable, you niggas are copies identicals
If you suck dick just to get
Signed no