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And once your river run dry
The real ones be the only ones to stay by your side
Decisions
Decisions, man it's hard to decide
Do I fake humble or go

These days I can't tell how I feel
Those days gone by feel like they're not real
I miss those days when everyone was happy
Or maybe there were things

empty?
Or am I clinging to an old glory that can never be again
(Standup cheers, eye of the tiger background)

It's as if they installed ghosts in this

Just in town for the weekend
Now you're going down your call list
To see who gets your love which is so empty
Feeling real proud your single
Fresh

of your bullshit to tell me so well

Shit and you hold a spell
Buying and ripping my soul to sell

What can I only tell

But what do you know bout my pain

it be... be this real?

And angels they sing from the heavens above
The king rises up right before my eyes
As humble a servant and lost as I am
Where

mamacita
She be sipping on Tequila (Tequila)
And yes, I am a sucker for an innuendo
But I ain’t got time for a big crescendo
Everybody looking at me real

Fell hard and broke
To the dreaming of the night
It's all I can do
To watch it all run by
And I cheer them along
With a pocket of regrets
Just keep

it
She sets standards with no manners
She can't stand me no pajamas
Pink panties she be popping
Pink xannies we be sweating like the sauna
Probably

die
And I gotta watch out cos it can happen any day
Man I'm a broke bitch, I ain't got no money for food
I ain't making all this money, I know I look

I'm doing whatever
No matter the weather
I gotta get cheddar
So I'm living better
The grind be forever
Like will I stop never
This chess not no

outside of me
These bushes are outside of me
Me yeah
Me yeah
Me yeah
Me
In this broken room
Can enter only rain
But I start pure, again
Until you sell me

and taking dey tricks
I'm finessin' yuh bitch cuz she want some new dick
If you get in yuh feelings you struck by cupid
All this bait that I reel in is made

Homers Odyssey
Yeah you on TV and people like yo I gotta see
But real Gs look at me they know that they gotta read
Check my profile and judging me by

gone
Link at the telly you cant see my home
Hit her on the trap she cant get my real phone
Play with me we put that nine to yo dome
That be yo girl but

In a pub I always weep
Wish I could forget, wish I could forgive

I HAD MY HEAD IN CLOUDS
I THOUGHT I’D BE A STAR BY NOW
OH GOD, I REALLY HATE THIS

move like I can't die, they try me they'll be mortified
Dead man see it in my eyes, my mind will leave you horrified
I'm a product of this fucking life,

swoops pictures saying Sheesh
In real life I know that she a freak
Full of myself
Maybe it's not the right time
This bitch say she rap but she don't Even

learnt patience
By studying been alone, 
No longer seeking acceptance,
I’d learnt to be my own, 
Wondered if I could teach them 
But they did not wanna

And I'll show you the truth
By the sight of the morons
Laughing their brains off
And he said speak up
So the world can hear you
While he sits contemplating

Rolling up the pack blowing on a backwood
You know that she always getting so high
You can tell just by looking at her eyes
Everywhere she go yeah she

revealed
I sleep with one eye open
Hold my breath, no choking
All my guns reloaded
C.O.D. no-scoping
Calm myself, Stay focused
This could all be bogus
By

breath
Mind the gap
Watch your step
Last train just left
This can't be real
Strangers wondering how I feel
Cause it's 2:22
I don't feel lucky
I feel

Everything is data and I know I'm data too
So I almost killed my body tryna
Get out of this zoo
But if everything is curtains just
A digit