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in ya back like a clarinet
Pull up to the store we clearing it
I drop me a song they endearing it
I drop me a song they endearing it
I lost my voice I

Make no mistake these minds’ a gift and a curse
Preparing for the future but im stuck in reverse
Haunted by the voice of an endless inner critic
Need

learn what you can just to survive on your own
If you dont make me better why the fuck you here by my side
I would be so lost if God wasnt able to guide

was lots of fun and smiles
But once the clock hit midnight
Something changed in all sights
I had to walk home all by myself
But I wasn't gonna run for

temporary til you get by
4 year relationship That’s kool
I just can’t compete
But sometimes I sit and think
Why had you chose me
Was a nigga just for comfort

Uh, 26 years old, swear to God man my heart been cold
Gotta skip this road
X and O’s making plays for the day
I always wonder how’d it get this way

the same old spot u saw me before
RV but the engine lights on
Sometimes i don’t know what I’m fighting for
Just wanna be proud of the things I write
Can’t

In the chaos of the storm, may Your voice be all I hear
Guiding vessels safe to shore through every wave of fear
And though the clouds blot out

Damn
This shit be crazy

Shawty broke my heart, and she left me scarred
Remember old days, I was takin' bars
Just to escape from the pain in my heart

This, this is the fourth
Letter I'm writing, and sending to the new people in
Our old home, all addressed to you
Cause I can't forget or forgive

I am lost in this city
Looking for the way
To find old memories
Slowly fading away
All these lies
And the fakeness
I just wanna
Touch the greatness

Who I am inside your mind

Now these hands have suppressed my voice
Just wish you'd given me a choice
But things change and time goes by
Can't say I

eating Food that's a week old but  
Hold on, and slow ya roll 
I'm  loud 
Low my tone
You know it's goad you got me on the phone
Now that you feel at home

How come they don't have any mercy on me
How come I'm judged by every person I see
How many times do I gotta beg and plea
Tell you stupid mother

rhymes 

Yeah 
Gettin' kinda' old I been loosin' my mind
Been feelin' hopeless in the hole I climb 
My brain is dark, don't step inside 
If you do you

is special
So your mother lent you the car
The tank is full, does she remember when, of course she does good old ma
You take a look at Billy, he's

can use me he surely can use a donkey
Somebody is thinking that you are their enemy
Everyone has a voice saying that you are no friend of me
Hey old

make you lock?
Did the walls make you rot?
Does the building sound distraught?
Do the floorboards make noises?
Are you coddled by voices?

Sheena
They

but you never pray, I'll never get it uh
I call her binoculars, cause she's part of my future uh
Live by the code of maths, cause I can never die if

Saddened by the hardships of the common world
How I wish to rise up and travel ways far-off
My own strength is feeble, there is no support
I cry with

voices
Clorox the shit out my hands when I hop back in the BM
Nobody knows what day it is, the perpetual weekend
Slip off the mortal kombat, sub zero mask

our words immortal flowers
We all rolling up, blunts by the quarter hour
Who really rap like me, come on let’s skip the faking
I notice you be tryna

Now he’s going for it like he’s got no choice
‘Cause what’s an artist to do without their voice
Bitch I’m back and I’m better than I’ve ever been
I’ve

should be in a museum
Them old girls they need to remove them
No need to pursuit them as soon as you walked by, I
Pray to God somehow we caught eyes, I