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side
Bitch, get the fuck off my left
That's my better side
Yup, I'm destined for success
Let's be honest
I'm chasing what successful people
Have in

Isn't it tenderness, we all seek?
That touch of hand, little brush of a cheek
Isn't tenderness all that I have left to give?
My gut's been chewing

nigga
I keep twenty cash on me daily
Guns on blast cause they wanna kill me
We in Jamaica off Miami Vice
Catch us up in leers on Miami nights
See, ya

on and off
Playing the ballad “to be awake,awake”

Don’t say, don’t say, come to my brain
she’ll stay, she’ll stay, she never say anymore

She’s the most

if nothing happens I ain’t brush it done
Faith been tested, plenty hun
Paranoia from the sum of sins like redrum, Kubrick influence
An inference I’m

if he's fucking up the vision you best get him off the wheel That nigga can't steer
I been thru this shit before this time I can't fear
My nigga died I

Yea
Yea

Got this bitch on my meat
Brush my teeth before I go to sleep
Bitches wondering where I be

Yea

I told that bitch, "go kick rocks"
Getting

Glowin still shinin
Niggas always grindin
Dis shit ain't come in when I want but it's always perfect timin x4
Wake up stretch & brush my teeth
Make

Verse 2:
Please help me
I'm carbon
You're copy
I'm a knockout
You're c knock off
Seconds are sloppy
I'm the starting trend
You're the criminal
Don't make

the morning, brush My teeth, then I wash my face
And then it's back to the grind
Pick up from yesterday
See I ain't wasting no time Ain't promise another day

like an airbrush
Terror rushed, despair flushed, in this rare clutch
A hair brush seems like something that you wouldn't dare touch
They thought I loved

I'll snap, go photo booth, then aim at chu
Hmmm, I'll aim & shoot

(Verse 2)

I go by Professor Chuck; style is like Baroque
Brush strokes in paint left

Empty my house
Cleaned all the floors for you 
Collapse on the couch 
Kick off your shoes

'Cause you've got options
It's no problem 
Pick the best

feeling guarantee
You gotta be mine
The way you look at me somethin' 'bout them pretty eyes
The way you brush your hair damn girl you so fine
Is this

Woke up late, it's 6:18
Tie my shoes and brush my teeth
Go to work, no time for sleep
Mouth ain't fed but I'm smokin' green
Why can't i smoke when

I pipe down and I walk it off
I shrug shoulders and I take your call
I’m fine alone, and I’m walking far
For not a bad place, for not a bad trade
I’m

Wake up in this lucid state
And brush away what's left of our reality
Witnessing your future and the melodies of what we are
She sings of what you

many losts
Running through the foreign lands
To regain what I know
I’m hanging off that ferris wheel I’m trying not to fall
Every time I brush the ground

of course I shrugged it off 
But then she said a name and then I stopped 
And yes I'm sorry Alex, but I hoped that it was her 
And then it wasn't 
Let that

picture
See another one shot
See another just dropped
Brush my ego now aside
Now it's got me feeling fine
Don’t hit my line if you knew the old me
Got me

There ain't nothing I don't know

Ay listen, I smoke when I'm pissed off
Baggy eyes like im Jigsaw
Only got counterfit banknotes
Ain't hard to tell I'm

I don't have no feelings
Can't trust
We aim at yo head like a brush
She stay all on me like a bug
Nigga get stepped on like rug
Not talking no snail

Like I had a firecracker in my ass
I was so excited I began to see
It splashed off the wall and all over me

I had to find some clothes to wear
And brush

We was just running the city
Groupie Hoes showing them titties
You say you slime but you not down with me 
I get so high off the ground 
I can't feel