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laced
You can get a taste
You can chase but I'm all up in the place
Man forever the mate

Man well the story it just writes itself
It was written well
I

Yea yea
Still in the trenches my nigga
You know that shit
Get in my muhfuckin zone
And its still fuck a hater
I aint worried bout em
Im to busy

boof
Nah, no, nah
Uh, I'm bandit, you know me ain't nobody better I fucked on her friend, I ain't mean to upset her
She a baddie, I want her, I had to go

to God i pray for peace
But the streets crazy, you gotta keep a piece
That's the only way for peace of mind
So it's back to the grind, looking for

learnt to do 
Bitches give it up 
For all the damn chains 
But still go act a victim 
When you give them true praise
Carry myself in different ways 
Show

have a seed
So I can show it  that love
But real niggas, they don't decease

Spirits still living on
You could find me in the trees
I'm from the jungle,

The hate you give niigga go still get me paid
The rival a lot but I came here to stay
Tell em I don't see nobody it's me against me
Running this shit with my

induced by chemicals
Fell in love, don't want nobody else
My fault babe
Thought we were ten toes
You're my headache but I can't let it go

Late nights,

to the wall, to my face
It's not me, not you, but all solitude
I need space

If I pretend everything goes away
When I close my eyes, nobody sees me cry

Open

the steel slide 

Strum a MFs strings for the deal like 
You might be popping for a minute wit ya wheels wiped 
But by the end of the night you won't be

and start shitting
I don't even know her name, but now I'm hitting
You gon' need a big mop when I'm dripping

Yeah, this year about me
My pockets 3D
Push

was known by nobody, damn
Sometimes get that feeling like the world is in my fuckin' hand
Sometimes I feel stuck, won't let bad luck go and fuck up

more checks than a Nike worker, had to tell my label, send it through the wire
You complain about money but sit on the couch everyday it's not even that

conversations
Witchever way, in order to fly over the moon
You gotta have faith in its different phases
We're just souls that nobody knows in earth's congregation

finna
Happen this isn't a dream at all
Bike CLub
Written, Arranged , Performed & Produced by JUNII
I'm banking on more than your money
If you're getting

ad free!
Flying saucers are replacing all the clouds
But if you look around, nobody even bats an eye now
Well I hope corona will be good for something

flame
We don't play by the same rules
You can never play my game
Valentino in a black fit

With a red head, my fave
Know a lot of people who don't like me

to look for

There are several lost havens in you believe me
Many want to offer you eternal peace
But suddenly everything mixes
And magically
Time goes by

Underrated but highly favored
How i paint all this magic you can't imagine it
Hard to stay linear cuz of disadvantages
T everyone got challenges make

the bad shit had happened
It was challenged
Started in the basement
Then I made a statement
Even though no justice was served
I was protected by you
Thank

wear my shit on my sleeve I don't feel the need to camouflage
It's hard to take advice when you feel the need to sabotage
Volume on high but it's low

I exist outside your world
Your just living comfortably in minds
Ima always have my other girls
But a woman like you so hard to fucking find
I feel

I'm late on my wishes like happy belated
I'm going again
Nobody coming and blocking my wins
Out in Miami surrounded by 10's
But I like the 100's more

I was tryna play the cards that I was dealt but it was hard
When you crack your own seal, you gon' turn up for a minute
Boxed the whole crib, I told