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counted out man I feel like Pacquiao

Box me in try to cross me out
Found myself so you lost me now
Pain on the beat pain in the streets
Cold world brought

thoughts get stuck in my dome
And the smile on my face it be fake
Only there trynna cover the pain
Lost my grandma shit won't been the same
(let me open up

that
Dweb just brings the vibes
And Ghost is just that guy
Got ray he gets us by
So that leaves me I'm space
I hope its all to taste
Moon inc just on our

logic
Not understanding points from my view could be toxic
Think Freeze lost it?
Stop it!
Asking where's the album? EP? Mixtape?
Drop it!
Seem like

But I won't stop
Don't gotta talk
Know you an opp
You know I'm a boss
Might die on a cross
Might die in the street
Get shot by police
I'm just a free

Temptation
Big packs
The plastic foodsaver
Niggas hating
Jealousy
Cover all your bases
12 watching
Hope you slip
Can't never get lazy
Sensations
Get cat
Or let

See this is a lil' story by Prince Nero
The one and only
I know y'all forgot about me though
See I'm still here, and Imma always be here
So jus' sit

hope was the light through the cracks
'Cause otherwise it was very dim
If I was scared to die, I'd be scared to live
Escorted to paradise by the seraphim

Ain't nobody stressing shit, everyday I'm high
Bitch I do what I gotta do, just to get by
Bitches out here tryin' to kick it, I ain't got no legs
I ain't

alkali 
Try listen to heart yeah what is inside
Go head put that song out what do you get out that nerve
Watch yourself go drive by the lane and watch you

get up my funds
Yeah you was playing me like I was so dumb
Will not fall for that shit more than once
Now I’m in my own virtual world
You can not see me

don't give a reason
To get to squeezin' bae my mind a blur just take it easy
Sometimes I think I lost my heart I cover with codeine
Codeine she want my

what you been doin homie
Ain't nothing much I be just working, posted by my lonely
And I been writing rhymes tryna make a record
Tryna go from small time

these racks in
Nigga, fuck your plug, heard he taxin', we whack him
Bitch, I'm ballin' out, I got bad bitches in my house, yeah
Yeah, that ho too lazy,

need a blunt
I'm gone, I need a slut
Get lost up in the lust
Indulge and bust a nut
Wake up, and do shit all over again
Damn, ugh
Woo
Wake up and do this

stuck in a noose
(You feel me)
I move ahead bitch i'm ballin like spaldin
You know I can't trip niggas hopin' i'm fallin
It's all talk niggas ain't even

a Thundercat
If you ain't getting, all this pimp I'm spittin, get ya money back
Oh he ain't lyin, don't invest in cash, invest in time, yea
Think five steps

migraines
Go away
People they been giving me these migraines
Man you had me feeling low
Can't be there again
Uh

Man he think he really know me
Ballin' like

stuck
I get on the microphone and then I run amuck
Run it up just for learners, more than a one verse-a
I leave a competitor layin lookin Earth up
Good

the time, and I just wanna shout,
I get so troubled by my purpose; what's it all about?
Got no time for fake friends, please, keep it real
They said "cheques

about
Man, that ain't tofu, get the dick out your mouth, bitch

You want a good girl, good girl
I want a bad bitch, bad bitch
I'm tragic, you and me

Picasso of this game
Boi I'm a fucking artist
Anarchist Aesthetic
Best believe I've fucking lost it
All you throwing diss
Talking bout that and this
Boi I'm

just play ya position he get outta line Nigga shoot em.
I can't even lie I'm on some shit right now
Im ballin up my fist right now
Running to it I ain't

the God by any other name
I'm Clubber Lang with a Hogan 'stache
I'm Mr. Pink making moves with the stolen cash
Buy the bar in South Dakota then I dip out