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I know just the time you spent
Off to tame your mind again
Visions blurred and letters bent
My hand pressed to your heart again
I'm not going

my best friend shawty
She said that she loved everything about me

And we were off the drugs and
I thought that we needed more
And then you spilled my

Off myself, take a bullet to the head
You might wanna live
But I really wish you were dead
I don't like how I used to be in the past
Put myself in

Ain't yo' name lil' Trina? Cause
You look like Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and
I'm lookin' for that action

Lookin for dat action

If you

The pursuit of self happiness
'Cause half the battle's
Asking passionately just what "happy" is

Take some time off to
Self-reflect and self-measure
Sometimes

right
Success soon, baby just hang tight
But baby, in the meantime
Why don’t we just head back to mine?
We can kick it off with some TV and some wine
Next

are so hypnotizin’ (yeah)
That I'm willin' to take you to the bed
(KP, let's get it) to make some oh oh

Shawty, I love yo' pretty face
You remind me

talk
Don’t never know know know know
I don’t rеally care i don’t really care
I don’t rеally care i don’t really care

I love it when she say
I fell in

thinking about holding my
Guitar and wearing dark shades

I'm like the gun shooting
Off speeding bullets
Let the air hit your ear and hair
The flying bullet

You niggas switched up switched up

Why the fake always wanna be real
Niggas ain't ever keeping it trill
Tell the label to sign me the deal
Give you

shirts, ohmygod, 30 bitches suck my dick
Young based god came in and im nigga rich
Young based god off the wall
Like a flat screen
Bitch mob niggas do

and
Livin’ in a mansion off these writtens?
Chillin’, poolside with bitches like
I’m Dan Bilzerian
Now tell me, who gotta die for me to make it
Huh cause I’m

Speaking of nirvana, it was there
Rare as the feathers on my
Dash from a phoenix
There with my crooked teeth
And companion sleeping, yeah
Dreaming

Bitch the police pulled me over
Bitch the police pulled me over

Bitch the police pulled me over and
They asked me if im tweakin
I was off 1000 drugs

been downed
Take my clothes off
And unshoe to straight ground
Can't keep runnin' away like a
Dog to the pound he's almond by the mound
Ain't nothin' but

Uh, uh hung myself for fictional reasons
The summer seasons fuck the preaching
Oh my god, it makes no goddam sense-
When im back in this im bagging

make em cry yeah
Hollow point gon bite yeah

That lil boy losin his life
I use thе chop i don't fight
Choppin up lines yeah im off of the white
Im wit

like, we start off
Go to school, break the rules, do stuntastic
Things, go to The Galleria, spend guap
You know what I'm sayin'?
Fuck hoes, or we call em

sista  
  
   
 He met Marmalade down IN old Moulin Rouge  
 Struttin’ her stuff on the street  
 She said, “Hello, hey Jo, you wanna give it a go?” Oh!

Trains arriving, trains a' leaving 
 People getting off, getting on 
 I am going, you are staying 
 In our micro world around here 
 The sun rising,

getting too tight 
 I’m gonna rip it off 
  and make your mine 
 now 
 with the darkest eyes 
 you can see the world 
 in black and white 
  
 Say 
 Who do

Lightning strikes and the pain
Don't think you'll time
To recover between strikes
Rising up through the mud
Brush it off, pushing on
No time for mourning pain

I will wait for you to turn to dust
I will watch your body burn
In that minute
Steal my last hard look
Only hope I don't like it too much
And I will

We're out of gas
Out of gas
When we hit a flat line
No gas for the spanish sun
Tell me in what language
I will understand how it feels for me