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saying that I'm without faults
But if I'm being honest
I've been living it up in the back of your head
Rent-free, send me
A post card full of death threats

know that it's hard work
When it's do not disturb
Girl I'm all yours
When I'm looking her in the eyes
Whewww awww Lord
And whenever she throw it back I'm

could live by and not just some things we wrote
Give them game not money that's how they see the doe
Because you could give him money to eat the next week

shoot the paper in the trash
I yell Kobe cuz it's R.I.P the great
R.I.P to the legend
Even though that you gone we still amazed by your essence
How your

the face
Medusa on my sweat
Humble soul to the spirit
Kid I wasn't born to flex
Don't forget that I'm a threat
Y'all gonna fade pretty soon
Cause I can't

Pop up at ya crib
Big glock tucked by the ribs
Treat these niggas like a label
Put contracts on ya head
Big work on the table
Whole gang getting fed

Once again
Just one time
Telling jokes
That destruct
All the dreams

Run away
By one road
Taking fault
Doesn´t work
It´s not a joke

I throw my

Kill
Kill
Do it
Kill
Come with me
Sitting here vibing, not living just surviving
Can't deny that my mind is having dark thoughts
I can't seem

seats (Two-seater)
Always on some braggadocio shit, yeah this the new me
Posted in the cut with Ro, bitches yell out Myron like he Uzi
Tell a hoe that we

that we scream
You hear the hurt think it's fun
I watched its worse within months
You kill us off till we numb

You can't condition this
My people

mind
Help split the noise
They miss the point of it all
I ain't ever wanna see you cry
But if worse comes to worse,
Then I'm by your side
Work thru

the clearance
I want death by morning breath
And a rerun of our chats
As the world wakes in the pre-dawn
And checks their social media stats
Somewhere it is

by the fact
That I don't go down easy
This is chapter two, baby
It's a whole new me
Maybe I'm the antagonist
Maybe I am the enemy
Maybe I'm

lemme see I’m talking blooming Rosa
You drunk you think you beating me they just off Corona
All my work is art insert fake smile we on that Mona
I love

the feeblest of people
That chose to work for a system so broken
Fuck the system
Fuck the police
Fuck the judges
Fuck the law and fuck you
You shall be executed

I'm the best to y'all, evident it's by far
Here to put in work, I swiped my time card
Off that water weight, I need a life guard
Used to move wit' girl,

into a rapper, prolly gotta buzz
Yeah don’t be bamboozled by none of these niggas you know dat they work with police
Talking that shit like they own

f*****s claim to love you but they still feeling hateful 
I wake up everyday feeling so grateful 
With a plate full I know I'm watched by the angels
Damn

on thing clear
I love you my dear
But my heart is Impaled by a spear
If this how it is every year
Then what's the point in being here?
I feel as if death is

twisted cause I'm rappin I'll still hit me a lick
They gave me 6 I didn't switch and I'm still in the mix
Off balanced by a bitch got um
Throwing a fit

work in the back
She got ass in the back
I came in wit a sac
Let's just hop to my pad
So can give that ass a tap
My niggas guns say zap
It's hard to give

disappointing, don't it
Feel like you got it, but you blew it
Thinking that you lost it when the boy left work
Started slowing, but you never had it in you
And I

who you've been
Not on who you'll become
Just do it everyday
Until the work is done
The road behind is nasty
So keep looking ahead
Turning back is death

thoughts down your chest
You may find it harder and harder to draw in a breath
Take another pill! Drift off!
It'll be like your death!
But, you'll wake up in