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loud
I made myself
Did it by books some where I turned a crook
Need that a girl that cooks at the end of the night we doing some eating out
I had

pain that I create
Still to this day I'd move heavens gate
For you so no matter what we've gone through
If you ever hear this I hope you're okay.

used to having rough days (rough days)
We done came from the hand-me-downs with the mud stains (with the mud stains)
Smoking weed in the hallways 'til

your shit
Gone off a few hits, not a knockout tho
Said you own the place then why you gettin locked out tho
Post traumatic stress it's in my music for

run, they push and scream
And man can't man can't be onto me
Cah I'll run up on your block with Rambo out
Tryna fish down one of your G's (Ching)
These

happen if you fail
Straight to hell, and I'll come and collect you, my fuckin' self
Why must it be a secret if all you're doin' is well

It said well,

fault
Thinking bout the days I broke your heart
Thinking bout the time I spent alone
Without you by my side
Come back to my side so I'm not alone

lo mi

Mom said life na turn by turn
Wait for yours my son
I'm so lonely i've nobody
But that's cool i'm not akon
You come alone and die alone
I'm just

world crashed down around me
Stuck beside me and cared
You were part of me
And now I the miss the part that you share
Know that if you ever need me
I'd be

tell 'em hold on
I'm waiting between worlds

He was looking at a pale sun rise
Thinking back on the time gone by
How he loved and he laughed and he cried

a buss down (Uh)
Percy's be the choice of my drugs now, uh
Knock out my heart when your love counts up
I fuck you better than anyone does
Way too much

the same no more
I feel it, I just know one day ya'll gonna know my name for sure
I'm exactly where they said I wouldn't be at
Ya'll wanna be my colour but

You hit the local showcase and heard that Check the Rhime
By that short jumpy nerd and mustachioed man
Now I gotta do it solo, B.T.C ain't the clan
Well

tools, it's time to come home. You've been laboring, in the heat of the day. Gather in all your tools, you're coming home to stay. 
 
Because I've sung

it's stuck with me nigga
Ay this just the life that I chose
Why these niggas be jocking my flows
Why these niggas be acting like hoes
By myself bitch I'm

real life like a nunnery
We get it from the ground up 
Ya can't move like one of we  
Day to night we gone 
Estside Villainy Wstside Teon
Yonge st

getting ugly
I run up daily son catch up we doin more than monthly
I scare the competition out that's why my name be Sulley
I sip h2o that's it so please

be Mussolini
Get an a-bomb and put it on your mom
And I’m gone, probably hit by it
As soon as I dropped it on her eyelid
Where’s the drunk fat

be remembered or come to mind
Ecclesiastes 7:10 states, Do not say
Why is it that the former days were better than these
For it is not from wisdom that

it's only to get even shit gone keep us at odds 
But it'll work out fine if that ass keeps me in awe 

I'm outside come outside jump inside 
I'm

"Streets"

Yo tambien
It's me
Got tied down
Got locked up
11 Mustangs blacked out.
My top up now
More like wholey. (Holy)
Don't gotta calm down

Imma make him

what a beautiful sight, I'll be there to hold you tight
In this moment of glory, I am striving to be a company, trying to get out of the habit
Of trading

to the bone, does this come from within
Who's this puppet master that controls my strings
I feel so attached, so bogged down
What sparked joy is a thorny crown
I

then got down on her knees
I won't say what i can do jus up da glock n let squeeze
Love my daddy from a distance and that's how it had to be
Anytime that