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it back in gear
No more stand by
I'm tryna steer clear, oh 

Turbulence got me nervous
I shoulda never flown
Scared when you fly alone again
You know

had dawned the suburbs 
The sun slowly set and thus 
He boarded the north-ward bus 
As the doors flung shut and the engine coughed 
He found himself

thinking bout you non stop
Always on my mind want you on top
When we in the room and the doors locked
Scared to cut you loose with a broke heart

I just

at ya front door
That might be a C.I.
Tell you something that you don't know
I'm a blast from the past
But I'm back to the future
I'm trying to fuck up

This revolving door never shut don't go by it, get sucked in these lies!
I'm comin' up from the struggle where I never had shit
She want a real one?

the whole tour
Still remember we was so poor
They didn't give us the key to the game
So now we kicking down the whole door

I roll with a circle of bosses

a mansion kicking em Off
Instead I'm up in my garage spot
Knocking on the door of hip hop
But I know that I got this 
Been drawn to the paper 
Since i was

Knocking at the door, be fuckin everyday it's like a mothafuckin chore
Haters think that we ain't live till I hop out the fuckin' Porche, man I
Copped

I'm crying
But fuck what a thrill right?
What a thrill right?

We don't have a home anymore 
Leave your shit at the door
Run for the cars
Run for

of the system
We are interested in overcoming your depression by presenting you a 75 year sequence
Please, Nick, do not fuck this up
Please, please, don't fuck

like to do shit close doors
I get superstitious when you wit us and you cross poles 
Like where they loyalty at i'm like who knows sneaking from

movies in the park, and read books on the bench
Opened my back door with an Allen wrench
Your vintage shoes make ya look like a clown 
We had a different

stuff about em opening doors for us
And try escaping it by erasing it
Smug as if how it is is how it always was
When it was vast floods of innocent black

that shit, got shards up in my skin
Blood all in my vision, not letting no-one in
Back to the door and tears all down my face
What I gotta do to escape

business is what it is your business is what it isn't
Caution knocking at my door, a lil bit of the hinges 
No cap, it's plain to see
That smoke is something

LIKE LISA DID TO SCREECH EMBARRASSING MOMENT DOPE WAS THE FOCUS I LIVED BY COMMANDMENTS THAT MADE MONEY MY OMEN HOW MANY TIMES I TOLD GOD I'M COMING BUT

like quicksand
Fast money, quick bands
Tripping up a clique band

I'll do it all by myself
'Cause you fuckers give me no help
You put me up on the shelf

what the people see as villainous
But truthfully, man? That's just ridiculous
Realities of past are forgotten by the present
Could it be that we try

Give a fuck what a nigga gotta say I'm a Brat cause I want it my way
I mean what I say go
Youn like it hit the door
Can't feel up on this ass
If you

the one I'm protected by the Son
Plus I keep that armor on like the
Mandalorian
Heavyweight times hit hard
Think them Jake's Paul's gonna leave us nate

a range with suicide doors
I love spiting lines about shit that I got
I come from a little but purchase a lot
I cop a bitch a pink burner
So the Birkin

Paid by Nike with it the almighty liberated mildly 
A cold war quietly a fascist like the brashest Iatola 
A brother tries to kick it finger pick it

on my drip 
Grab my keys and my coat 
Uh huh
Like you already know 
Niggas be hatin 
So got the Draco 
Grttt Grttt
Then Im on out the door 
Ready for show

hands are out, done fighting this war
Ya I know im scared but I gotta open that door
This is the life I'm too afraid to explore
I know the stars are what