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Another day, another challenge
I think you'll find that we are not so different
Seeking help is not in fashion
Easier to drown here by myself
And I, can

to twerk tell her to shake
I'm off the earth out of this place
She gonna work cum on her face 
I get them birds all by the day

She white like cow
Smoking

of making it one day
But Sunday is closer when you favor the wrong way
Choose wise you can never lose yourself
But body bag any nigga be crossing your pathway

really only need you for the day Ight
Young hottie magnet
And yeah i body bag it
The truth in the booth cuz i ain't like these bummy rappers
Fake ass

blunts and bottles, if you want some imma pass it
Married to the game, I didn’t need to see the Chaplin 
Dior for the fashion, these whores for

dare(so)

(v1)
All these feelings is it music inside of me
Things in my dreams will be my reality
Workings 16 hours every day  still not tired
You happy

She be all in his face
But who'd have known these
Be the times
I'd have on replay
Even times were alone
And never have nothing to say
By the time that

I feel like I'm being attacked by these Destructive thoughts every single day
It's hard to hold my tongue
I have a lot I want to say
It's not worth it

got 80 days but i can go around you
In a room above these trees filling free
How do you do it well well am just being me

(c)
Black coat shinigami mode

heart
It can't really move much

Every day the same
I think I'm the one to blame
I'm so sick of people they driving me insane
Dragging me to Hell burned

my ascension to the top of the game, 
	And don't you dare hit me with the prevention,
	And I'm not the victim, these are the lyrics written.
	
	I want

talking bout many men
I swear oh my God I aint hearin em
No fear in my heart I aint scared of shit

Dese niggas just talk what they saying
I hang by myself

I used to love many things, the way life used to be
Football on a Friday night, the sound of victory
My parents' love, my friends by my side

Yeah
Mm-mm-mm
Don't wanna be
Dream world

Dream world
Dream world
I don't wanna be a player no more
Run laps, run these bitch niggas like the Rose

not trying to be your valentine

Yeah
I been spending my days
Running through all of these girls cuz now I'm back to my ways
I been trying to run my

the lip
No poker, you know Lil' Will all by the chips

Big blue hundreds, you know that I'm cripp
Play with my money, you gon' end up dead Rip
Fuck

of these elaborate plans when they're gonna be foiled by a single man time and time again?

CHORUS
Sometimes I think about hanging it up, but then 
There

the dick for a dollar
Bitch super bad like a toddler She gonna charge by the hour
In the night she gon' dance for the dollar In the day she a motherfucking

money, I got power I got money, I got power
I got hustle, I move muscle, I get paid in these streets
I done flipped a few bricks and never once went

controlling them
But Mike probably wishes he was alive
And in the zone again
R Kelly wished that he could
Fly and bring soul again
All these ribbons in the sky

I don't care, just listen

Since the day we met, know its been the same shit
Call me this, call me that, psh you forgot my name bitch?
You forgot

out the way
Staying clear of those hot spots
Maybe one day i'll be moving out to the boondocks
Yeh you got those
but I got these
Same price for your

pride say sorry
I forgive em
But in the back of ma mind
I can't forget it
I remember the day
I can't forget it
Two
Times for the whops bitch
Glock shoot

lost in my mind and my thoughts
One day my family be good while I rot
Too much pressure my stomach in knots
I aim for my target and hit on the dot
Try