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Never Turn Fake Always Been About Myself,
Never Cared Who Liked Me Or Not, Your Girl Called Me Last Night, She Said She Felt “Lonely” So I Had To Come By

Another sleepless night 
Head flowed with visions 
Thoughts strive towards the sky 
So focused they could light the star 
   
I chose the tortuous

them game now they owe me one



New place slide gotta settle in

Old homies waiting outside I never let them in

Old heads tried to tell me pride is

the light behind these eyes nobody’s talking jack-o-lanterns
And that’s facts I will have the last laugh
I’m not joking I’ve been coasting but I’m done with

and we’re on the right track
Just meditate stead of busting our ass
I’m a system finesser
I’ll teach you the hacks
I’m a spirit professor not talking no

get iffy 
I'm steady seeing niggas playing both sides my head hurt to much pain in my eyes
It ain't nothing new under the Sun don't none of this shit

a fucking lot to maintain all the shit we were talking,
freed of bad dreams by that drug they were stocking.
No use for more than meets the eye.

No use for

ever find me 

WcKE UP 

cnd lift your head before we're all dead 
They wanna take my soul

(JimmiIV)
They wanna come get 
They wanna come get me, I know

Title:
Good Weed, Bad Bitch
Verse 1:
Yeah I’m living life with no red lights 
Half baked always trying to get my bread right 
Kush keep my head tight

Showing out at some house
An excuse to go wild
You're too fucked up
Shit you're super 
No smile straight frowning
Suicide you are talking to some

symmetry
But it came with pain that would burn all of my thoughts to the ground
Till my head was burnt out from receiving motivation from sounds, yeah
I had

was meant to see (See)
One thing im meant to be is me (Me)
Done enough walking
Tired of the talking
Not a Vine video
But I'ma put em in a coffin

through red lights
I'm not fucking with the traffic(never)

There aint no other way that I would rather have it
We reaching out the car you know we gonna

the kicks that’ll vent 

I’m like the Flash, my feet are hot 

Sorta like the Summer cement 

I’m up in flames, Dames 

The light permeates your window pane

against me the days ones is with me, 
Hoes like to Tempt me they think that I’m friendly 
I don’t pay them any they come by the plenty 
She Text me she

heads sat on the crate 

Neighbor smoking them people keep passing, so we in the back with them sticks by the Gate 



Talking bout rapping & what we

In the blue Miata stick shift
Light hazel eyes blonde hair with them thick hips
She new in town just moved from Miami
Cherry red lip gloss kiss taste

now i’m moving slow 
Left my feelings on da south by the section
Deez niggas joshin  so i’m trynna cop a weapon i give out every piece of me and das

and you’ll see my home’s there

Look into our past we been hanging by our own heads

Off of limbs we were the weeping willows

Strange fruit hanging in

Ion wanna take no shower
Cuz that mean I'ma have to pass by the mirror
Eye contact with a coward
Will make me change right now right here
Battle

to the promise
The invocation of the light is something we've got in common, I'm on it
I've been trippin walking paths uncharted disheartened by the majesty

In the morning time
Like to go outside
No one knows my when or where or why
Whatever I do what I'm passing by
always feels better in the light
Yes I

A neat halo emitted by a lamppost's light bulb
A shivering yellowtail, twitching between two cold matches
Two dying glows, twirling their feet under

your head next time you try to throw me off my game,
ccting like you cool with me you aint down with me mayne,
I just saw yo punk ass cut eyes throw salt