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A long day at work for a good woman's touch
Five miles an hour down 71
Darling let's be honest
Could we just be upfront
Maybe I’d a let her
Maybe I’d

bitch down
That fake shit won’t keep me ‘round
Got loyalty by the pound
Something like me can’t be found
Try as hard as you want
The search will go

doing wrong
Grinding for the life style that I want
You say that I'm wrong
Acting you right here by my side
But I feel alone
Found you a new nigga all

of felt a lil nauseas
Make all my moves by myself, I need profit
Gave her a feel, now she holding me hostage
Dressed to the Tee, I might go to the opera

Go where there is no please
We found a new belief
Put your heart in your hand
And your fall in your hand
And you squeeze it
Say some random shit

got my feet in the sand like i’m in the beach 


hari you been on the news you get rid of the tools go by your own rules i got stuff to do lovely

I'm not picking up the phone when u call
I don't really know who dis
Please have a good day gotta go
To the store buy ciggies
Just a feeling

he's killed dozens or thousands
With neither malice nor guile
They beg for schools and roads, mosquito nets
But beggars gotta take what they can get

I drove down from Athens to Atlanta.
Oh well I gotta get in quick and find my score.
The days go by and I think about it.
Then the migraine it gets

Yeah
Yeah ya yeah ya!
Since the first time we met
She said she wanna teach me some lessons
Girl you bout to make a man confess
I'm knocking at  your

just been taking it day by day
I'm driving I'm drinking on tanqueray
You had my heart beating like 808's
Gave you my heart, can I get it back
I was

Make it hot
Slay gang shit
Make it hot
Look
Make it hot
Yo
Never amazed by the
Life that I'm living
I need more in this game
Cause nothing is given
I'm

kill you
Took a while for me to show the folks I loved I really cared
I took a liking to the, money feel like, we gonna get married
Gotta, hustle for

ain't got enough by the first of the month
Knock on the door goes 1, 2, 3
Cops always knock in threes on the glass
Blast through the window, light from

Like the ocean waves
Time will tell, they say
Smokin' potent trees
So I can find my way
Do your best
And God will handle the rest
I'll live by that 'till

may go ahead
I know my life is quite pathetic
Take these drugs and I swear that you'll regret it
You might end up at the medic
You might scream away for

When my life rough I go get out the sander
Everyone judging a book by a gander
Head a my time like Clair from outlander
That's why my rapping and beats

but I promise it's a blessing

And baby I don't gotta tell you how to love yourself
I know you struggle with addiction so I'll help you out
Whenever

we had this shyt hot like a hunnid and three
I am the one I am the two might be the realest that you ever knew
might be the releast shyt you ever heard

Uh, I know no scripture to read along, I know no home I go alone, she said please don't be no rolling stone
If I'm numb give me tongue belly up she

we was family but then you goin go switch
Don't you lay a finger on my Butterfinger tell me what's worse a serpent or a snitch
To take it there tell me

done seen darker days
I'm just anxious and woeful
God work in mysterious ways
You just gotta stay hopeful
That dont mean I'm able to change you
It means

to be him one day
Now I took it to far
So much Shit been said we cant go back the bathroom too far
I got some shit for him once it pull I up I took a shit

Thought I had
Found the one
But I guess you another one
I lost
Lost
We had our time
You were mine
Couple months
Had gone by
But no more
No more
What