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the long days til’ they’ve all gone by

It’s enough to make you sick
It’s enough to make you well
It’s enough to make the devil 
Start crying down in hell

she had to she'd let me down easy
And she wouldn't break my heart
She said boy don't you tease me
Another fire I cannot start

Well I ain't looking

the shot
Invest or flip a stock
The realest state
Is where blacks
Is owning all the real estate
The corner stores is vacant
Lets start a corporation
City

I carry a picture
Of my girl everywhere I go
Something to remember her by
When my heart is beating slow
Burned into my eyes
Is a rosebud blooming

stop moving
Crack another bottle, that wine
Curling open by, that fire
Cant stop losing. You wont mind moving (Yeah)
Locked in, I know
Your place I only

I stood by my dogs, never switched up on my bros
And I always put the money before the hoes
But there's things that I've done that nobody knows
I've

start a bizz 
Nigga beating all odds, developed by the feds 
We gone hustle on anyway way, nigga, really get this bread 
Seeing homies stuck in life, when

thats way to hard im no saint
I dont wanna know your name again
Caught in a downward spiral insane

Theres light at the end of the puzzle
Stricken by

like you somebody
Don't be trippin' by the past

I'ma own it
If you love me right
I'll be here till the morning
If you do it right

I'll be callin' you

heart
Ready to rebuild, make a fresh start
If you still stick by your choice then I understand,
Aye, what can I say, whatever happens is gods plan

on the nightstand laughing
It gets graphic whenever the eyes shut
The cymbals start crashing
Funhouse mirrors made of plastic
Arachnids dancing on the ceiling doing

begins

Start a fire and let your clothes fill with smoke
Wake your neighbours with a slamming door
Eat a peach and feel the maggot move on your tongue

Is

the mountains
Pickin’ by some lonesome stream
We’ll light the fire, start the cider
Stoke those old and ancient dreams

Find me way out in the mountains
Hollerin

another depression, and I don't wanna quit
Cause I'm in love with it, I love it

Past and present start to feel the same
And as the days go by, nostalgia

because I got that fire
Lyrically or if we cyphing uh 
They know a nigga shit by heart at my shows they recite it
Never thrive off emotion always be

the mountains
Pickin’ by some lonesome stream
We’ll light the fire, start the cider
Stoke those old and ancient dreams

Find me way out in the mountains
Hollerin

was 6, so I'm forever lit.
 
(Verse 2)
Pull up in designer, yeah, my threads be bespoke,
Every line I spit, yeah, it's fire, no joke.
Living in the fast

flyer
Think I might've set the mic on fire
My show is one, you best not heckle
When it comes to needs, you know I'm special
So don't go and act

Set myself alight
Now I don't know
If I'm the only one
Who ever gets it right
But I'm head long in fire
And if all the things
They say of me
Come

on the streets

Standing-ovation the curtains start to close 
In adulation when everybody rose 
You saw your father laughing teary eyed 
You saw your mother

I'm so fire
Call me all
Call me all the time now
Eat through your desire
No one but me in this room now
I'm makin myself wanna start a moshpit

They might call me sushi man
But it won't be no wasabi
Niggas they be tipping man
Talk and start a whole fire
It cant be no rats up in the trap he got

the call, after all
Mhmm

I think I figured 13, change jeans
I can start clean
Spent the same time thinking about American dreams
I wanna live in LA, little

Yeh, do you want lesson i can teach.
Shadows cast by candlelight, but I shine with dynamite,
Out shining stars, I spar in bars, igniting mics left