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Piece
I ain't talkin bout no boxin, boy I'm pulling out the Uzi
By the way yo bitch a groupie
If they got a bag she choosing
I just hit my blunt then hit

over it
I'm fucking over it
Fuck you

Worn out
By what
You Settle
Settle for
Fall flat
Face first
Is totally worth
Never putting up with that shit

Must

ever fail , we gon try together
Tell that boy he can't have you , if he think he can he a dumb nigg
Tell your momma that I miss the way she cook
Tell

Still waiting for a big smile out of you. You're up 2-0
What's the story? Are you not happy? You're only half happy
Still to be happy about
You're up

bullshit Thunder in the rain, I done made it through the storm
How they wanna see me fall, but I still win I remember when I was a little boy
So annoyed,

For centuries crusaders have set out to change the world
And make it better for all the boys and girls
And time after time like clockwork
they

she love it
Look at all of my drip
I put Ricky on my bitch
Take that bitch to Cacos
Broke boy hasta luego
Countin' up all of these pesos
Foreign bitch

from the days you wanted mans cursed
I can't even recollect the sparks we had at first
Remembering how to fall in love remembering how it works

ever forget the night tonight anymore
They got the last tickets only just girls and boys are happy and proud
At the ticket office the shutter falls

I find myself diggin' a hole
Deeper and deeper, down I go
And I can't change, it's all I know
It's all I know

I lay out my cards in a love too hard

I've been in love with every boy I've kissed
It's not my fault except I know it is
I take a look around, it's getting me down
Whatever this is

I

it always seems like im never good enough
Hours pass by and im still hopeless feel like I haven’t done enough

Everybody keep capping, and my mind keep

rapture/
Churches where they worship Filthianity and bloody pastors/
City full of honey badgers, jack boys and money snatchers/
Blow a shape out your stomach

n*gga I was mortified 
Couldn’t believe my karma 
Understand that boy meant the world to me 
So imagine what he meant to his Mama

Shed nuff tears dressed

the fans still want new music
I haven't jogged by the river in ages
Hope it wasn't one of my phases
Those jogs got me on a playlist
Hitting my targets, God's

I can't lie, yeah, I was young when I first started shootin' dice
That's my brother, if we fall out, just know we gon' make it right
I been tryna

queue, get out of here
Whole damn time, we just raging here

My friend just said that the singing's ass
Playing builds, that shit is trash
So I pick

wanna end this game
Let's marry, raise a family, buy a house in Stupid Falls
No way you're out of here, if you can't control yourself
Even if my car is

no dey cry .
Old soldier never die .
Shout to my niggar infantry Battalion
Shout out to my niggar Portable
Gwan ask mi boys I say dem go tell you
Seh

Its milliegram
(Ashawo)
Its j.melee
Melee
Eh eh
Killing
Overdose

Verse 1
Cold night out on the streets oh ( street o)
Converse laced together up my

uno del montón
No matter if I fall into pieces
You'll never be watching me
Following you behind
I hang out with some nobody
To never remind
Ey, llévame

a freak
Come and eat
What you mean Beaz aint really beast
He a pit
He dog
I get geeked
I'm so high
It aint no way I could fall
You was sitting on the bench

so hard to find success
I can flip a pussy boy like we playin chess
Look at me I'm mess
Been up for two days straight I ain't get no rest
But I'm still

the cow
CJ
He running the game like it's EA
We going again we dropping the pin we pull out the rocket like GTA
Asking that bitch what's the ETA
All black