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this city isn't fair
Sorry I rained on your parade and plus my sudden disappearance
Maybe I'll still be walking by your side but just in spirit

under, my white T's I'd wear tank tops
When I wasn't so focused about niggas getting rocked, or rocks, being thrown at my back
By these stoned corpses in

crazy how we're burning down in flames
When you left I was afraid
But life moves on, I had to change
Had to find myself, it was a maze
They saying that

and pushed it somewhere else
Dispatching from my sand castle, it's the arsenal, boy
You got jokes written by older farts than Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy

Shit
By the pizza pan
Ordering a pizza
Just to rob the pizza man
One three one two one six
Nigga don't forget the state
Fresh like I'm wrapped in plastic

The chemistry in our connections created complex things thats stuck up in our minds
And made us realize that we willing to do right by staying side to side
I feel

attacking, man I can't even sleep
How many more memories can I keep
In my head all day, they keep chasing me
They tell me what I am, and what I can't be

Papers I've read are counting all the young dead
Lost in a war waged on a foreign shore
Sent by a man with guilty blood on his hands
His fatal

spend a weekend out in Bali
Chill by the beach ain't no need to go and party
Set this night off right with my B like cardi
And I, really miss them days

See picture this I tried to brag about my life
But the real truth up in it is ain't living it right
Everything I say be true been into battles with

again
Myself is the den
Praying pastures on my life forever extend
Taking in the moments like a throw away cam
Do a little dance Diddy bop on the man

feel
I'm inside a world full of fakes I do not know what is real
Blind by the veil I'm a brain on a shelf
But I aim for the belt music inside my genes

boss can sign off

All while i wonder if it's even worth it

To come in tomorrow

I could call that place a circus

All the workers involved

Have lost

life without a purpose in place
You know that I won't say the problems that I'm always facing
I drink a lot, I smoke a lot, my heart is still not healing

Laid out, shot down by this man

Cold-blooded coward, you weren't scared
And I swear, I would have shot you had I been prepared
Tried and found innocent,

you had
When heart and conflict
You’re taking all this
Fooled by selfish dues
The mind conceives that change is coming soon

No (No)
I ain't goin play

heart is touched
On your neck, you feel a gust
You have summoned all the ghosts
Grab the cross around your throat
Prayer 4:15 by Job
But we take you for

but the heart gonna stop ya
Head long, but the party still popping
Say so and she dropping
I got it like it's locked in
Ryan Reynolds in a coffin (Oh

They picked him? Stop staring at
Me and man up
You toss your actors in the trash
Like your index cards at standup
Alright, alright, alright!
Get off

kid getting grown
I get props but need more
Revenue for my poems
Women like the art put they
Numbers in my phone i broke a few hearts but
They still

ugh
Hickory Dickory Doc
Doc I got villainized after activating the button mechanics on the intercom
You instigate a situation
And I dead a conflict by

this shit 'cause then I'm less than man
I try to open up and I get shunned out by whoever
My ex-girlfriend didn't care about my feelings whatsoever

a reason

I wanna get her back but I can't be living in the past
See the time go by watch a hourglass
Killing time drinking something another hour pass
Leave

In fact let's leave it that's that let's see who gets the last laugh
I cross my heart and hope to die swear to God the ghostly side
Makes some moves