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Frozy
Count my guap then I flee the goddamn scene (Goddamn scene)
Pop a percocet like a senzu bean
Don't fuck with the gang boy'
You can get sprayed

Maybe love
Isn't always simple
Perhaps sometimes it's messy
And raw
And beautiful
All at the same time

Maybe it takes a few tries
Just to get it

baby not this time
Not in the mood no more
Not in the mood no more
Not in the mood
Uh baby just hit that door
Cuz I can't hurt no more
100 Days 100

Yeah I've been waiting
To get this off
Yeah you can stop me
I'm a make this song
Picking a page
And then I'll write it
These days seem long
Or short

I'm sitting here between 4 walls
Hoping one day things will get better
And God only knows I'm trying to hold
These tears away from you, that's all

It was 1988
The last day I slept inside
I kinda sorta fell out 
Into a world other than mine
I don't understand at all
These hearts they throwing me

followed the road lane
And I lay in the middle back seat
Listening to old songs our parents put on
Glanced out the window to the stars passing by my feet
I

Peter Parker sniped by
The mind bow archer Hawk Eyes with the vision of
Snake Eyes I still see day when outsides darker
I'm Bullseye with an aim much

play at night
While I stay up late and write
You can rarely get me to stay quiet
Or admit that I ain't right
And one day I may take flight
Through that

a fucking blunt
Or uhhhh 62
Why don't you come on by
And we can smoke one up
Put on stranger things
And get high as fuck
Roll the blunts
And smoke 'em up

Yeah yuh yuh yuh yuh
Aye woah aye yuh
Think I need a change of scenery
Because this scene to me
Portrays obscenity
Surrounded by machinery
Losing all

the bullshit I'm tryna get my paper
Downtown bending corners round these skyscrapers
If I went to the league I'll prolly be a Laker
You can't carry yo weight

these fields.  And if the prayers on Sunday worked, they’d get a decent yield.
My dad bought his first tractor, back in 1963. A farmer like his father,

Been the same since back when/I’m the same nigga now/used to day dream as kid now my head in clouds 
A lot bitches used to laugh at me nowadays it’s

ooooo thinking I’m her Lover
Naw baby can’t be That
Simple dog play get Whacked
Vee come with none but Facts
Warren dog I’m at a Sack
Click Clack keep it

'm having my daily breakdown
All the memories I have were seen through a screen
What's the point of living in these modern, global days
With all this anxiety

Catch me up every night
I can't get no sleep
Girl without you here by my side
I don't know no peace
I've been laying low
To myself
Trying not

Where we're from, you know I hate this town
And one by one, I'm gonna burn these buildings down
Let's head for the sun, and we'll avoid this drought

like them
Say they’re moving different
Wish they could see within

Hello hello, yes I’m still talking to these echoes
Oh no oh no
Back and forth by

Woke up today
Feeling afraid
Scrolled on my phone
There goes half of my day
Stuck in a loop
And my head's going loose
Who should I call
When my go-to

pointed the finger, but never at the mirror
I'm older and my visions clearer, out here chasing figures
Over these years I developed fears that I'll soon

Chorus:
You know
I know
You're on
The low
They won't
Know we
Link up
For sure

Verse 1:
My boy be running ‘em
True G, he strapping up
These streets

my day
But as I creep through the door
I see barely any feet on the floor
Oh God, am I playing to an empty room
Well, this can't be, it's just

Every day we're stressed and feeling really depressed
Let this be hard to digest as our lives is a mess
I got a rope tied around my throat
I hoped it'd