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My niggas stole cars like In Gta
I remember when they pulled up in a Cta
I remembered they were snatched by the Cpd
Never knew if they were coming back

lie to me, you won't like what I gotta
be
Fold you up, then cut you down like some pottery
Cause I don't know who I wanna be
Room full of LSD by myself

who I am
I get too high
Now I'm floating again
Through this blue sky
No, don't look down
That might fuck my tummy up
Car too loud
Hemi in my Bentley

the ball
You'll be like "why me?"
Trust me cuz, one by one
I'll make all six of them whitey
Man's got Japanese and Chinese
Don't try tell me about shinies

You're no good, you're no good
You could kill me and you should
I'm an idiot for thinking
This was anything but blood
On the wall, on the couch

Bad mind people they can’t stop a thing
Every ghetto youths must have a dream
The limit is the Sky trust in the king
With the Father by my side I

a flight to Houston
U said I’m broke? Like who man
I passed yo chick to the crew man
She throw it back for the blue bans
If u sneak dissin, you know
We pop

Your Body

Pretty Ricky

Bluestars

2005

Yes sir
Yes sir
Yes sir
Yes sir

I got new shoes on the ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes (yes sir)
That I'm

Blaze do? Torch it
Now I'm resorting to methods cuz, Wu is important
cnd for the kids, who pour into my room, kill a portrait
Forms shift like Tanjiro,

to it,
Hey Jack now, you put your back into it,
Blind by the cataract got my sight back I’m back on the right track and I’m glad to be a nuisance.
Ooh

more i kept dragging along
Niggas wanna take me out well best get you a loan
All they pushing for is clout wit a side of a storm
Well fuck it I’m bad

You can hit my line
You can hit my line
You can hit my line
OK ok hit my line
Ok you don't even be seeing if I'm fine
No way Jose getting jitters

that is not pressure
I know real Zaza's, I can tell by the texture

You must be off hard drugs, you still rocking Mecca
Damn, shout out to Chilly Most
I

"You'll only be admired
If you do it all yourself. Like who would ever aspire
To need someone else to do it for them, is a liar
Or a lazy S.O.B." is your

Empyrean Abattoir

Of Montreal

Aureate Gloom

2015

who you are
Now, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh

You were once beloved by my people
Now it's bad luck to even say your name
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
When I see

I look into your eyes and wonder bout who else is getting lost in them
In the middle of the night, if you call, you know I'm answering
I've been

Where I'm from all the packs caking up niggas
Where you from lots of rats, snakes and fuck niggas
Where I'm from man these hoes be the real hustlers

what I'm saying, yeah. Y'all know who it is everythang brisket, check me out vegas born look me up all social media sites everythang brisket. See I den

had to move 
Shawty bad but she broke well
We gon fix her attitude 
Now they mad but mad at who 
Cause I did wat I had to do and I'm 
Still
Spill
Still

is to be saved
He said I've lived a bad life, I'm lost and depraved
I said 'The Lord will save the rest of your days
If you turn to him in faith
Pray

made to feel a fool
By your friends and lovers
I keep my wits about me when I'm out
With my friends and lovers
Joanne's so full of doubt
cause she thinks

I'm trying my best to stop their fight
I stand alone where you can't be
This is my home where you can't see or hear
Or feel the pain and I remain

dismissed
Oh, bad southern blood god send me southern love
'Cause my heart beats to the sound of the fiddle and steel
I'm searching for my soul and Lord

the pool side
Ain't no competition man I flew by
Gotta let 'em know who they ruled by, nigga
Yea
I make it look easy I get it
Pen to the page, don't have