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purpose in your difference Please don't let them haters stop you They just talking that's they issue You just love you And sometimes that's a struggle Yo
like the horse or the mule" (nah) 'Cause they don't understand, no way Controlled by bit and bridle, they won't obey But woe to the wicked, there's a ton
Turned the foggy mind into the sunny Shed tears when my eyes capture the shotty Just gimme your heart I can feed it some love Lemme be the one who protect
Though I know you'll never love me like you used to There may be other people like us Who see the flicker of the clipper when they light up Flames just
Though I know you'll never love me like you used to There may be other people like us Who see the flicker of the clipper when they light up Flames just
got red bull down theirs instead Cause when I’m around they Grow wings and take off like a jet Bet Tell me who ready for more smoke? Tell me who want
oh What do I do with the love tell me baby What do I do with the memories of What do I do with the nights Without you by my side They used
Off to college full of knowledge I'm a pure holder Stop by my moms to get full hold of Another hug by my sister who I love By my mom who still hustle
And they called her The Irish Rover We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags We had two million barrels of stones We had three million sides
Funny how the years They just pass us by Seems like yesterday You were in my life You always wanted to start a family I was way too young I
couldn't stand the system we just became a victim They red lined us, and poured drugs into our system To doing drive-bys friends walk home from ya crib
say it different they gone call him hussein If you really love me why my lonely Why'd I have to grind to the top by my lonely Trust blind can you show
of the puzzle (ohh) Here all by myself, yeah I can't even wish you well Look now my rent money due I spent everything fuckin' with you, oh They said you
Forgive me, son, for this unjust death Which takes your father from your side Forgive me all who are my friends I am with you, so do not cry If
Things ain't like they used to be Love's the only thing I see Wings of life are taking flight From the darkness to the light I used to try
bringin' out grace Say, fuck it, let's go out to space I'm addicted to you, I think I got laced By love, I'm trappin', but I ain't no thug I'm a nigga
having me Bitch, I raised you from the dead, Who am I to overflow A dog, oh, I don't know By da choice, I choose to grow Other trees they plateau
the truth I know you want me cause Im up They say money come with problems well Im tryna see wassup I just wanted one night it was never really love It was
laughing On 83, by 82, would've been 81 In the 80's they made money by hustling anyone 79 flows, got 78 more I think I got around 77 songs that I wrote It's
cause I was not grown Paris is passion, Stockholm is love Berlin is passion and Stockholm is love Shoutout to people who help me the most Shoutout
I said that I'm sorry that I can't love you But I know somebody who's out there that wants to Don't you say that I am everything that you want Cause
to war and we come back tenaciously I smoked an ounce by myself call it therapy Came out of therapy with a new recipe Man it's so crazy they'd call it
never needed help Your hoe love me bitch but I'm gon' fuck up by myself All I want is my money like I'm Mr. Krabs Niggas they be talking pussy nigga you
myself By my lonely on this grind it's hard to find help If I bring it all home will they love me If I abandon ship will they hate me What If I lose it all
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