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of the way, playing it safe but I'm tying the lace around
I be counting the days down, pacing wasting away till I see your face for real
I'm not one to chase,

Chained to the foot of the bed
And barking like a dog
Chained to the foot of the bed
And barking like a dog

Pacing a long corridor
With just

myself got a team now pacing
Ina rat race, They keepin us bothered
Keepin a glock with a tip and a hollow
Smoking yo pack and chugging the bottle
Fuckin yo

if you wanna, but my burnin house oration, have you pacing back and forth, my every word, is important
learn to read, the dial gauages, and operations,

to say thank you 
God thank you

Last night I was frustrated, up late pacing round the room
Hoping God would come through, I need that good news soon
It's

I'm waking up
To the sound of footsteps
Running around
Pacing the floor
This soul has movement now

She holds the key
Can't you see
Makes it easy
She

Only made it to the jail where all us niggas is at.
Put our lives through hell before giving it back.
Yeah. wasted.
Back on the block pacing.
White cop

more
Pacing and racing all through my thoughts
Now I'll start drinking cause you broke my heart
Everyday I'm remembering all things that you said
Telling

that I don’t believe you

Sick of feeling like I needed more
It’s like a drug that I can’t afford
Restless I’m pacing
She is the fix I'm chasing

Pacing
Tryna scheme

I don’t want 
To get bored

Tryna test my patience but I’m too clean
Said im too clean when i step
No reps 
I could never  try  act

till I'm dead and when my times up I'll face it
Too many negatives that's why I never chased it
Tryna hold me back but you know I keep it pacing
Smoking

a zombie
BOY IM TOO HIGH!
That's why they can't find me
Fuck all that pacing I made me a promise
ILLUMINATION LOOK HOW I'M SHINING
Too much gold I gave her

my heart constantly pacing, uhh

Back in that mode, yeah, i'm always sayin' it
Lovin' on you, no, I never planned it
You start all that talkin', going

of minutes we been wasting. 
Locked up in this room she got a nigga really pacing. 
Sitting on this level I done went and got complacent. 
I got complacent,

I can't be free
I'm up pacing in my room cause I can't go to sleep
I'd rather hit the dope then sit and count some fuckin' sheep
But if i wanted to,

Sharpen my pencil, put the kettle on 
Pacing around cause my nerves are shot
cnticipation is a loaded gun 
I'll set my sights on what I want

Standing
Pacing
Restless
Shoes tied hanging on the precipice
Don't look behind you
you won't find
whatever it is you think that you need
Everything

pacing
I don’t wanna waste this
So I’ll let it

Oooooooooooo
I don’t wanna end up
End up losing
yooooooooooou
Trying but I can’t stop,
Can’t stop

I don’t

waiting for the next day you were
A bit patient 'fore a field ages
I'm pacing for the back race before
We're staying, and this is okay, but
I replayed

passed
Speech is now foreign I'm now adoring, the idea of slipping away.
Day eighty eight.

Holding out
Paths worn in the ground
From pacing and calling

losing my whole mind  just
tryna reach your expectations
How the fuck you talking to me like I'm nothing but a basic

I've been pacing, trying to shift

Raise your hand if you feel temptation
Bunch of things that I'm losing faith in
I'm sick and I'm losing patience
To be honest I can't stop pacing

hold back lose track when you call
so fast i’m a mess when we talk
and you fall fall asleep while i’m awake pacing

my mind keeps tryna hold tight

of the verse, it's the rooftop rooster
underground writer, hit the landscape, pacing, seize on the presence, like an entrepreneuers
story unfolds, stride with