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was just getting by
Now I'm just getting high
Blow the smoke in the sky
Now I'm stuck wondering why

Oh
Our touch cold
Her heart oh no
This part so slow

Lil shawty she checking my fashion
She know I'm a Dior bandit
And I'm on my way to a bag
She know I'm way about average
Like Luka I ball like

shit is mess, mess, messing
With my rhythm
But I don't fall off, you should know by now
Umma come right back, don't give a fuck 'bout how
And I'm

as one do I really need to clarify
In this time I am the one to shine
Passing on by I'm the one with this glowing light
Now I'm fasting cause they told I'm

All type girls
I pipe girls 
One night girls
Cant fight girls 
I'm leavin' 
No teasing
I fuck her for a weekend
Then make her eat my semen
Check me

Can't do no handshakes cause I'm never w the fake shit
I love me my gorilla and that's why I rock the bape shit
My shooter by side and that nigga going

but with no brain
All shots but no aim
I ain't mess around when I'm burning up
Yeah he's all smoke but got no flame
All tracks but no train, he got all

I'm running after trouble
I've been running my whole life 
I'm running after trouble 
Trying to make it through the night 
With a dream in my hand

but I'm keeping my cool
And I told 'em in my hood I'm the man
You look good on the gram
But you see how I look better with these bands in my hand
I'm

Woah, woah, oh
Oh, oh, woah
I'm tired of all these witches
I'm getting closer to coven by the minute
Bitches take me to Salem to burn they bridges

wanting me to feat, but you know it ain't free
I'm screaming I made it, god damn I'm so faded
(Oh my God)
Going insane with the Bane
Getting piece by piece

of the worse
I'm so afraid that it hurts
I'm tryna break up the curse
I found a way to converse with myself by writing these verses
I should probably pace myself

I got dead friends piling up it look like a morgue
By the way I'm serving gas
I should've went by Lil Pump
Come and ride the wave
I took a hit

Say a prayer uh im the hit god I'm the mayor
I am a dawg baby I'm not ya savior my pockets look like
It's bout to have labor I'm up in space coupe

hip-hop game (Stick by my side, yeah)
Where I'm contemplating, got me thinking
Who's real and for fake? (Who?)
And more cake won't make you realer (Nah)

I been sleepin' on the floor, that's just how it go
All my niggas turn to snakes when I'm on a roll
All these demons on my body, that shit take

now, plenty then
Circle getting smaller by the end
(Charged Up)
I'm charged up more than napalms
And I'm still foreign
Been exploring the world lately

When it's action I'm on go
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
When it's action I'm on go
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

But I'm takin it further
Changing trajectories out wit the burner
Protected by all of the killers and murderers
They wanna see me go right to the top

of a doubt
I could tell that someone died just by the look in her eyes
When she told me it was you, I broke down and cried too

I have this feeling, I've had

Crippled by a mind curse, help me Holy Ghost
Stopped when I'm so close seems like it's reverse
Screamed at the universe blame it on the planet Earth
Blame it

Little by little I take it one at a time
I'm all on my grind until I'm able to shine
I been chasing my dreams, I'm busy stuck in my way!
Get down

Our country is at war
But let's eat our own
When we want more
We can piss and moan
Tell me I'm boring
Tell me I'm wrong
Put it to music
Then play me

nigga
Not by sight
Seen pressure all my life
See a 'lor challenge
Like shit, something slight
See what the fuck I'm not 'gon do
Is cry and be a victim all