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the big chip on my shoulder
That only time will heal
Is it what you really wanted
Spent all my youth trying to find someone like you
Didn't have any money
make it to the top man my rari gon be shiny
Now they saying that they love my shit but I aint even trying
Say he got the dog in him but I know he lying
Every man has a place, in his heart there's a space,
And the world can't erase his fantasies
Take a ride in the sky, on our ship fantasii
All your
out with a trophy
Aye who gone ride when shit start getting funny
I come up short on money
I call my momma she said stop that running
That road done
betrayed
By the one's he thought
They had his back
(He my bro )
Yeah I got his back and since
I once experienced such
I had to call him in the Stu
So we can
why she's Shy
Yeah
Don't know why she's shy,
I wish I could tell her she's one of a kind
Wish that I could, but I can't speak my mind
Wonder if she
when I get that money I do my lil' dance
Ugh ugh yeah yeah
When I get that money I do my lil' dance
Bitches be talking but I don't be paying attention
myself the greatest
I ain't apologizing for my shit, I put them in danger
I find the comedy in them so I'll be posting up later
I'm making money now so I
when love come, I'm a runner
The lost took my real niggas out the jungle
Hard times, yeah, I lost my brothers
Free Micah, just free out the slammer
Every man has a place, in his heart there's a space,
And the world can't erase his fantasies
Take a ride in the sky, on our ship fantasii
All your
happenings that will be hard for me to document in my diary..
Ahn
Like the time I lost the man I love the most
Man keeps showing me he loves me till he gave
Uh huh, yeah, focus
I'm haunted by nightmares all
My niggas that died
Homies in dark cells, I imagined they cried
In a world of cocksuckers
Massage Parlor Pt. 2
Hello
Yes
Hello.
Hello, I'm a massage therapist, my name is Will. Nice to meet you.
Hello, William, is this you? Can you
everything that you need to
Say to the ones you love?
The backhanded compliments honestly don't
Hurt my confidence
Like I don't appeal to the radio
But that's
be everlasting
We ain't ever got be fasting were about to run the world
Finna do it all with love you should know by now
That ain't ever giving up my
many of you finna act like you
Love me and then turn your back?
(then turn your back)
How many of you finna act like you
Hate me then learn my raps?
been trapped by what you think
Don't pity me
I was broke before you knew me
And I ain't talking bout money
I mean like that Chevy 45 that just won't
all we know how to do is count by the dozen, all these bitches callin' on
My motherfuckin' phone, they blowin' on my dick like a fuckin' trombone, Handy
(Bitch)
Yeah, I love you, I know that you love me too
Yeah, I trust you
I hope that you trust me too
If he fuck with you, I'ma end up on the news
criminal Changed
Kind of sort of, got my scale
Just in case
Sell what I smoke, By the point eight
Cop up and drop off, i'm gaining
I connoisseured the corner
go
You gon' migrate with your fears
Those are different kind of followers
These days I'm wishin' all of us
Peace, love, prosperity
Wishin you nothin'
the door
Ill be coming out platinum all the ballers be clapping
All the money be stacking now everybody's loving me
It's really kind a funny everybody hated
Every man has a place, in his heart there's a space,
And the world can't erase his fantasies
Take a ride in the sky, on our ship fantasii
All your
Every man has a place, in his heart there's a space,
And the world can't erase his fantasies
Take a ride in the sky, on our ship fantasii
All your
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