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a house for my mother
These my 2am thoughts
Work at 5 am gots to make it today
It's my only influx of pay
She open her mouth wide, in sucks my (pain)
Her

beauty is out cold

5 6 7 8
Ive been waiting at the gate

9 10 11 12
Its been too long by myself

13 14 15 16
Is the years ive waited for you
For you
For

feel when the Heart breaks
I'm surrounded by the people that Would not play
Fuck the feeling when the women See your cards play
Hopping God, he can see

chiefin a L out the O and I stay by my doley just me in my V
I bet my gas money that shit is on E
It might resemble the love left in me
Left me incomplete w

kept me company
Seen the shape of pain in my mother's eyes, yeah, yeah, constantly
So I had to go all in, harshly criticized by the family for doing this

super saiyan I can take the pain
Life's competition you can't play my game
I'm hyperconscious can't tame my brain
It's for the better we ain't the same

L-O-V-E can be a fucking problem
H-c-T-E can be a fucking burden
You've felt heartbreak
You've experienced the pain
You know where to point

later
If you don't see me I'm gator
Pass me a alley
I'm open
It's 3am and she choking
By 5am she be broken
Only fucked
Cause I'm hoping
I'll met the one

Five, four, three, two
True
That's who I be, It's J-Luvva
Louisville slugga
My rhymes make 'em rock like no other
Straight from the gutter
Pulling

you gotta miss fun
I remember we was out all night just on the run
Now where's my mama at?
I don't fucking know
Everything was good back then about five

We have lift off in T-minus
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Told me falling wouldn't hurt when you're in love
Never thought

the streets oh you mean woodridge
I can tell in high school you was the shit
The type to laugh and get picking on all the kids
Now you twenty-five with

help u

Through this pain n suffering

When it come yo way

Show no fear

Step on all

5 Shit

Kill u privately

Properly

Privacy

Make more money than

on my Amiris
I go do hit all by myself yeen gotta take me serious
Remember nights I was tryna fuck Mya she was acting weird
I told her this shit ain't

shouting out is silence
Then you can count me out
Woah
Woah
If shouting is silence then you can just count me out
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four,

the criminals
Have a opp killed by a 9, popping champagne at your funeral

Tell niggas get it in blood like a ritual
Five hour trips, turn two into four, six into

second guessin' gotta go through hell just to make your way to heaven. My nigga died on me left me wit a bitter taste. Smiling for the cameras, pain

Small but we were great
each others' world
like baby deers shy
some memories fade
others hurt
I hold your boy hand
Inherited pain
leaves its' mark

the pain, but
To some based on race
Colour, creed, religion
Faith, the same as what we see
Not different
Just look at my face
Face it, and just live it
Livid,

that they can't tell me nothing
Rain on the window was streaking down
Remind of pain I was stuck in

Can't say I'm switching you weren't ever leaning in

a cell
All the bros to official, they never gon' tell Drop on the chase and I wipe it through
Zelle And I'm smokin' on pain, you can tell by the
smell I

huh, that's just my view
I ain't kidding uko in the wrong profession
Meli ya Barz on the way nikufanyie provision
By the look of things naona hatua make

of the couch
So haters could get my name out they mouth
What?
Expressing pain through audio waves
From back in the day
When my uncle said
You'll never get paid

made it on my own, don't need no feedback, nigga
No, I don't need it, like oxygen without you, baby
Girl, I can't breathe, I'm sorry not my pain
Lately,