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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh

All them days that I was starvin', made me hungry for more (yeah)
And all them nights without no

so so so so be observant mmmmm
Be observant baby 
Be

It’s time to think more independently
It’s time to live a little more freely
Getting closer

have been (Or what should have been)

A little more transparent (Just a little more)

Your lust was gone
And I wish it were false
When you find yourself

Just give me more time baby
All I need is just a little more time
And I will realize my crimes
Cause lately I know I've been so blind
But your love

stained
There once was a crazy, little boy
Who played in the dirt, surrounded by joy
He loved on his sister and played with bro
He'd follow his parents

No more exhaustion or a tire
I choose to love you in a different way
My cries will no longer put out the fire
So come a little closer
And put your hand

watch how I clean up my mistakes
Switch up routines, that's by the day
Ditch the machines come out to play
I have this crazy little feeling that I been

taught me to never settle received the message
This is me more receptive
This right here’s a toasts for the people going going ghosts
God removed you from

upon my ears
It gets harder and harder to hear
I just, I just need
A little piece of quiet
Turn it down shut it out
Gimme more of that sweet silence
It's

I just got paid
Imma make it rain
I came to live it up
Pour a little more Henney in my cup
I been Up All Night
Imma be alright
Grind to the beat
Baby

or the cream or the cheese spread all over my bagel
Tryna get a little more bills, Benjamins, i ain’t talking bout paying for the cable
If i cop a horse, its

way 
Swagga down packed don't care what you got to say 

Look, stay off my nuts man
I got it I been trying to grow a little bit more and 
They don't

can be whatever we want
All you gotta do is want it bad
Cuz every little thing that we hope for
You gotta work there's always more
We can do whatever we

little truth I've found

I fought with, the fear of you backing down
And it was more
Than what my heart could allow

More flesh the bone
What's left of me

I'm bringing the smackdown
Love is war
I know that you won't admit it
Give a little, baby, you still want more
One battle, maybe you'll win it
But

life
I drip drip on the haters for real
Maybe write a rap book for the later appeal
Cause I still write poems on a little black
Thought More smoke

make a little room for more
Dead soldiers, dead soldiers, lined up behind my closet door
I've never been to battle, I've never been to war
I never put my

got God, I don't have a wolf pack I am the baby, no bottle
I took my steps, it ain't no more crawlin', I'm fina run up some profit
Show em my worth by

of this
High 4 U,
Oh, no,
Oh, yeah,
Wanna feel all this
High 4 U,
Not a little bit,
I want all of it,
Cuz with every hit,
It all feels more like 
Heaven,

and then press rewind and make it wine a little more
Must confess I'm turned on by the way you say my name
No disrespect don't know what's wrong with

by the hand
But still you went away
And I sleep a little less these days
And I dream a lot more of all the times
You were my life
I always wanted you

TOO LITTLE TO HOLD ON

I am stuck I am numb
Tho I know where I'm from
don't know where I'm going
like time standing still
Yet it's time that I kill

tonight
Cause baby girl, you're golden
Get a couple more drinks, little baby, get loose
Lies on your lips, you never ever told me the truth
So what is

and cookies bakin?
I hope so, but I know…

All good things in life require a little faith, a lotta love,
And givin way more than you take
That’s why I believe