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'm at Lorraine
Every second different time nothing stay the same
I know you want me back you proud of what I have became(that's the truth)
If you prove a point you

that real deal
Breakfast be my favorite meal
Every time I wake up
Famished you that whip appeal
Babyface curvy waist
Mind sharp walk with grace
Can we

head
You been running through my heart all day
All these places that I go
All these memories unfold
So I got the good times on replay
Girl from the start

associates
I'm a bachelor
2% of African-American males
Got a masters
99% of you rappers
Don't own your masters
85% of people are enslaved
By the 10%

and family validation, came from being smart
By the time I turned 16, they sayin I'm the star
Coach put me in the game, cause imma lead the charge
Had to let

stepping
I knew one day I would blow, you can't even ask Kevin
If you wanna be real, I had to give since seven
Now I gotta get the bag for my angels up in

you fucking want?
Every day I must...

Every time when he drinks, it's the same story
He makes her cry and leaves bruises on her body
Blood staining

shift
lot of time to reminisce bout that and this
But I got kids and shit
I gotta stack for them
Every night some kind of accident
Tragic shit
Nobody

sticking around I'm just stopping by
Unless you gonna shop unless you gonna buy
First I swing my door yeah
Drop my four yeah
Used to pray five times a day

pressed back
Rewind it back to ‘99 when I ain’t even have no bond
In that holding cell praying 

God made a way out of no way every time I was defending

(Hmm)
I been depressed, so every day I pick my bottle up
Drownin' in my own sorrows, yeah, I know it's fucked up
But PTSD, and I'm bipolar (Ha)
I

always want the things we can’t have
Stash the counterfeit fast 
And record the rough draft
If I had a shiny nickel every time I got passed
Cause a bunch

mother showed me love and I ain't even count a favor (That's facts)
Every time you needed me you hit my phone not even later (Facts)
Now it's really smoke

filled with rage and this ain't about fortune
Revenge for his fam, they'll avenge them as orphans

Working long days, he curses one name
He prays for

Every time that I pop out
Is that Ducci
I wonder if she still making music
That shit make me sick to my stomach
Like I got a gift and I ain't gonna

that's heaven sent, heaven sent
So that means I will not let the devil in
My bars are heat, 5  hundred days of summer, put some ice on it

Then it's

by this feature
Spent a hundred just to reach her
Spending money like I need her
Shit I'd rather fuck my teacher
Bumps my music out her speakers

and broken down
I am alone now

Every day in the house I feel your presence 
And I know that you're present
But every time I feel you there 
I don't feel safe

hate, every fuckin' day
I don't get it, they on gay shit
Doin' tricks, like I have magic
Do a flip, like an acrobatic
Niggas cookin' in the fuckin'

away
Knowing I couldn't stop your pain
Your on my mind every day
It's not your fault I take the blame
It's not your fault I take the blame
It's not you

getting closer
Reading south of France by Casanova
The end is near I gotta call my shaufer
Your time is over
Searching for new ways to get exposure
Gotta

older and realize
The little things we did to kill some time
Became the greatest highlights
As I get older and the weeks fly by
I try to catch up but I

really wanna slow down boo, like damn
I'm just memorized every time that I'm looking at you
Your nose, your lips, your eyes crazy

Those hips, those thighs

thinkin' bout the past, yeah, wishin' there was a war so I could go
ahead and draft, yeah
I don't wanna be by your side anymore, cause every time I'd cry,