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with me before you're gone

The touch of your hands opens doors into different skies
And It definitely breaks my heart when you comfort me
By lies
I know

myself jugging again (Jugg Jugg)
Back on my 10
Gassed but I ain’t tryna stand with them 
Cah they know me lost screw in the head 
Fucked it with right hand

no role to play in it.
If you blame me anymore for your faults,
I shall curse you. Get lost.
Misfortune left the place,
and he learned a lesson there.

This paper gone make me paper
If wavey give it the pen touch
This stage of wavey life take it day by day
And make it influx
This bag running out

a gun but my nigga got chappas
Slick at the mouth cuz I know who gon shot ya
Pro ball by day but at night he a trappa
He facetimin me while he out in

Evolve [null]

Loktavious

One of Many

2015

I don't know about the rest,but for me it's time to drink
Don't ask me stupid questions becuase I don't wanna think
Wanna let loose my inner

it all
But I'm not finished
Gotta break bread
See my name on Guinness
In my world I work it out 
Like Planet Fitness
You don't gotta spot me man
You're

of a creek
Talk is cheap hold your bill if you cheep
I'm not finished
Diminished. I've been it. Uh
No limits. I live it. Uh
I'm a bad friend, I'm sorry if I

him
Why's he gotta be dick, can't he let me live 
I just wanna turn up here and get paid for it
Uh! So I get back to my desk
Slap the radio on and then

where you ask cheese
I ain't got no timing
Imma squeeze it till you feel it deep
Trynna poke your heart honey
Comes chilling with me on the sea
Shorty

[Verse 1]

A surge of rage has taken over my brain,
I can’t explain how I get this way,
The only thing to blame is I’m kind of insane,
Because every

ain't get no bag from me
M1 broad day, I call that first degree

Don't need no bag, bitch, you get burned, bitch, I'm too raw, it ain't no burnin' me
I'm

blame it on the dealer
For filling our rooms with the fumes we consume
She, gon' let me screw it, you know how I do
See Fly don't take a chicks from

the couch and he tried to blame Mary
These bitches keep on playing all my homeboys got me pissed off
Andres got the worst of it, got him drinking Smirnoff
He

Keep Ya Heads Up

Ya Baby! String Quartet

The String Quartet Tribute to Tupac

2005

did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me
I was given this world I didn't make it
And now my son's gettin' older and older and cold
From havin'

and it's about time!
You can't fuck with me; the referee went home by halftime.
This was planned when I was alone in the nighttime.
Getting all philosophical

My attributes been growing daily
Tryna max it out
I thought you was tryna save me
Now I'm casted out
In a essence all my blessings stop the faster

And there I don't just write it but I spew it
But I'm not about to beg for y'all to listen to my music
But you ain't heard the last of me
Said you ain't heard

bow

Death to the old me
Death to the ways of my flesh
I'm saved and I'm blessed
The debt I owed
Was paid by the King
Who forever gone reign

He made us

it true, there's really demons sleeping with me in bed
Am I better safe than sorry, should I try to forget
Should I stay right where I am or try

the studio I'm hearing voices on the daily 
Can you blame me stepped back from praying 
Cuz I put my heart in this and only bitches play me 
So much shit I

zádech démony, chtěli by kus ze mě vzít
Ale fuck it, dneska v noci já se cítím wavy
A už nechci vedle sebe krom tebe nikoho mít
Jedeme z města do města

(Sometimes I feel like I'm at war with myself)
Sometimes I feel like I'm at war with myself
Don't know what's good for me, like I'm at war with my

the best of a nigga like me and try to finesse? Slut, you wish
My ex can attest that I never been premature, but lyrically I bust through quick
It is