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Trench two dubs in the muddy water wetter than a dunk team
Bet it don't fight back
I been dodging all the set backs
Toying with my self love like

some paths
Is bright at entrance
Invites so incentive
Worth a mention
I think about the moments
We had without the tension
The drives along
The coast,

some paths
Is bright at entrance
Invites so incentive
Worth a mention
I think about the moments
We had without the tension
The drives along
The coast,

some paths
Is bright at entrance
Invites so incentive
Worth a mention
I think about the moments
We had without the tension
The drives along
The coast,

some paths
Is bright at entrance
Invites so incentive
Worth a mention
I think about the moments
We had without the tension
The drives along
The coast,

some paths
Is bright at entrance
Invites so incentive
Worth a mention
I think about the moments
We had without the tension
The drives along
The coast,

some paths
Is bright at entrance
Invites so incentive
Worth a mention
I think about the moments
We had without the tension
The drives along
The coast,

some paths
Is bright at entrance
Invites so incentive
Worth a mention
I think about the moments
We had without the tension
The drives along
The coast,

it home safely 
But i don't think this should keep on going on daily
That's why i been trying to avoid replying lately 
It ain't nothing personal it

bussing me favours I think to myself
"Do they do it for shit in return?"
When they be shouting my songs, do they do it for love?
Or do they do it for what

a toothpick
Clean up your act in fact go get a broomstick
The new school they do too much too soon
Then get schooled by old dudes on being cool
Think old school

When I get bored and feel like I don't have a reason to live
I like to go outdoors and show my penis to kids
I do what I want I don't give a shit how

distraction
Lemme show you that love and compassion
What he tell you I know he be askin'
About me and the way I be mackin'
Swear to God you my biggest

think about it, read about it, they all the same
With different number countin
A nigga just want all this fame
Now I feel like I'm crazy talking
If I'm

what I make of myself
Fuck what you think you don't truly love yourself
Walk around blood on the side walk
From my fucking slit wrist no bandage
And my

of love at present we don't show
If Everything I'm doing and living is for a lie
Well I tried to conform I never could get it right
And that's why
I gonna

ain't no love in this world like hey girl 
I don't need you 
You try to make it all about you 
But girl I see through a nice body and some nice moves

chose me son you can feel the realness
Might be 0 talent but I'm 100 hard work so don't ask me about the miss
Cuz many people still living by thugs rules

Walk with a sword so you don't have to use it, in love with music, her cocha I abuse it
But she freaky and like it, her and money I dike it, stomp

Kids being kidnapped or folks breaking in your spot
Can't call a house a home unless it's love in it
A cold heart is a dead heart
Won't think

up by saying you look bad, you know
Lowkey, you're not even trying to brag, you know
Your beauty had Olodumare in his bag, you know
Way you're

Don't think about it
How can I not think about a nigga nutting in yo intestines?
That thought molested my whole 'magination
Sorry I didn't know what I was

the impression
Anybody woulda gave a one point fifth thought
About the road around 'em not a pin drop (Ding)
Could break the bubble of disregard
An uninhabited

this approach
But could you maybe love me, would you let me know

I asked her if I would be the one she chose
And she told me she loved me more by just