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Wake up in the morning, complete euphoria
(Days go by but I took my time)
Say you miss the old me, I'll miss him for you
(Feel those things when I

know we made of everything outlaws are made of
I'm far from a hater
And I don't say I love you 'cause the way I feel is greater
In Illa you a poet son

wallets and knots
When I say that the wall it is not against
It's more like the cross
Look at how far this is past you
Regardless you want me to reach

motherfuckers lips up off my ass
I'll meet you by the curb then I'll call you cab
Be delivered via can
you belong in the trash
Get It
Cos I ain't got a clue how I

and I'll win it 
I know I won't sleep till I know I can win it 
My demons diminished 
And finished and gone from my system, but yet 

I don't know what I'd

not God but I’ll send you to mission
Plan out the hit so it all got precision
(Bring the bass back you know I’m not finished)
Say you got game but

her body was wet like Dasini kick it karate was finished by Lunch
After the lunch i had hoped on a Plane
Away from my problems i'm out in LA
Drank

Be my outlet
Be the one 
I text at night
When I'm feeling numb
There's whiskey in my system
But there's something that's still missing

Be my exit

new cases
We wasted by cases
Whole trey we fly fishes
Cop a chain and cotton when you get a lil something
That mentality is rotten but I know where we

try something new
I know it's far I know it's far
But time and trust relieve our scars
I know it's far I know it's far
But hearts will hold you close

We were, young in love
We were, young in love

Young love, a vicious cycle
The poet that blew a puff from his pipe
But he couldn't write

to the backyard, I don't say nothing)
Sorry mamma, but your daughter the one
We just finished round six, we started at one
We harmonize when we bust, hmm, the art

Till you fit me in

But you're success 
Means your less stressed and
I'm next on things that you need finished

But just wait I need to say 

I'm low

I can't wait on money I'm impatient and I run shit
She say put it on me I don't want her she a dumb bitch
Mine was with me hustlin' we still out here

dont crash
But i been pushing this whip until i end inna grass

And if you fucking with my people then you from the gutter
But please dont try to say sum

Say a
Name and
Bend my
Knees and
Call out
Lord

Everybody praise the Son
I call the miracles and spirituals and everybody coming from above
Everybody

of Guinness
I thought I had finished
Bottoms up bitch and hold it down cause I'm done with giving in
Say what
Say something
Say nothing
You want
Someone
For

never let you speak
Now let's get this straight

Now that we've reached our end
I got something to say
We all knew this would end badly
From the very

stopping a dollar
I wish somebody would try and take something from me
I put it on bro, I'ma pop 'em
Every night in the streets made a monster
Never stopped,

Not what you say its what to do
Wonder who you kiss on when i ain't hanging out wit you
Yo attention span been gone these ain't the things im use from

really hiding from depression,

cnd it's not because of you,

Ya know the 20 somethings, it's life,

I was surviving,

Just really needed this to go right,

Thought about you lately
I don't know what you're doing to me 
Haven't heard from you in a minute
Let's do what we started girl were not finished oh

the road
And yonder comes a big car
Something we don't see much around here
Big man said, son, where's your pappy
Said, he's over in the cornfield
Not far

somethings just not right. 

Where do I go, where do I stand, 
I feel like a lost child with no hand. 
I am so unsure, so far from secure, 
I need you to help