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6 am, woke up on the couch
Sitting with a slouch and the house smells like Oscar the grouch
I been through hell, my demons will vouch
Lock 'em up

their wars
The baptists still fighting their wars
Well the summers are hot and the winters ain't much better 
Guess hell cant be far behind
But this is

(I dont even know where my phone is at, fuck it)
Real niggas hard to find
But real eyes realize real lies
I see through them blurred lines
Sometimes

perch		  Too late
Where's my mate				                      That's fate
Must I always Wait				            Weight is on my mind, He's so blind

So now I

myself

and you'd tell me to eat as you stomped anxiously
as I ask if you're keeping yourself healthy company
since we're both aware of the hell we raise

Shit, this shit right here...is for the thugs in the street 
Do yall here me?
Shit, and this shit right here...will get you mugged in the street

needed medicine proper
Way ya pop that thang you a hell of a doctor
No act, I ain't selling an Oscar, those facts
Romance is back

I feel good
Yes I do
I

biatch, mothafucka
So keep your eyes open or I'ma shut em for ever
This is my kingdom of darkness

I'm not afraid to die blast me shoot me and execute me

He wants to talk,
and test my patience.
How the hell,
am i gonna get outta
this conversation?
"Um I gotta go man,
my girls waitin at the car"
Is he

want me when I was broke
Pull up making new guap
We gon make it hot
They been on the wave
I made her my new thot
I been making paper
Lately I been

never fell in love you lil whore
Serving me cake is all your fucking good for
I'm a amputate your limbs
And keep your liver in my floor
I'm a fuck her all

a doctor
We got what you need, hell of options, no problem
My pants was Girbaud and my T shirt was starter
Popping, I Polo'd my collar
I'm at the telly, need

to skip it
It's a futile termination
It's on every fuckin' station!
This sonic defecation is
On ludicrous rotation all over the nation
Well, It's a hot

and Wesson how I metal bend
Hot as hell demons, have him screaming like a kettle then
I'm celestial, bezels embedded in my melanin
You're left disheveled from

the chronic hot
Modern day poet ice cold like a Haagen-Dazs
Happy like Pharrell for a second
Then the thought is lost
We built our own hell tell me
How much

closet a fortress) and I'm American
So I'm ridin' with this Russian 'K
(God damn) i'm 38 hot
But I'm ridin' with this baby Drac'
(Bah, bah) and she make it

up
I been burning hell a hot now I'm coming up
Roll the doja bottle poppin
I wet em' up money falling from the sky
Like the coming of just Juice
I'm

I need some of that flower power / Cause I’m growing weaker by the hour / Shattered my jaw, collapsed my veins / Creepy crawlers dig a maze in my

I do me, I ain't never give a fuck about the next wave
I done seen so many entertainers come and go
So I'ma blow up while the street is like a sex

to hell-ah

Thanks to my god, thanks to my family I love yall to mars
Oh by the way, yall cant relate but they be folding like a Christmas card
huh I don't get

When I make a piece, I make it in the hot of the moment, right?
And the next day, I don't remember what happened, y'know?
What I did that day, but

Brr, huh, long live Ruby
(Fuck is you talkin’ ‘bout?)
How you gon’ go against a Vamp, nigga?
(Vamp, nigga) last one you wanna play with
(Phew, phew,

god ill work to die 
Hot as hell beside this boiler swear to god I'm about to fry
c 9 to 5 aint me i been busting 14s cause a 40 hour week isn't buying

they reside
My demise is fantasized by people whose same plan is to rise
So, I don't get it
But I told Perico man these niggas got regret it, they are