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know
Ya I see you
Ya I feel for you
All that brokenness inside, yeah I feel it too
Looking at the bright side is so difficult
Sometimes you don't even

break um
And the heart ache yea
Love me
Slithery snake yea don’t you be fake
Sobbing with all those tears
That be my biggest fear
I just wanna, um, see

You, shawty
I'm too grown for that I don't want what we had Shawty so
Gone ahead and get off of that.

Got too far up in my feelings by the bitch

Had

upon us
All the hurt that you inflicted, no remorse, ground to the dust
All you warmongers, cowards not conquerors
Think you can change the world by

Hop out the car with a big mac
No time for talking i don't wanna chit-chat
Break a nigga like he was a kit-kat
Where's your girl man i know where

fact
If I ever have to go I know you have my daughter's back

You don't want to hear all of that
All of that's the truth

[inaudible]my own with my back

headed since a jit so we go the shit again
Ima rock all by myself no ian never need no friends 
I got my bruddas and my loyalty ridin' out to the end 
Need

(yeah, uh)

Know she a boss, but she don't need shit 
She don't need nobody, she just want you to cater (yeah)
She did it all on her own, four, five,

nigga I been in these streets and no you was not there and we don't drop Bodies In ones we drop em twos yea nigga a pair
Pussy are you finish are you done

be selling hoes hope

How you niggas getting by with no dough?
She don't ask me for shit cause I'ma tell her bitch no
I be riding around with big shit

turd
Nigga back up, you see him all night
Face shot, make a nigga hold that

He got eight by them bands like a snack
JVG, bitch, I'm heavy on that
I be

and the lowest of life
Never judge a book by its cover, I done paid my price
Oh, oh, really from the bottom
Oh, oh, i'm a bottom boy survivor
Look at my vein flow,

and they strut 
Dead you gone 
They don't give a fuck
So blow it and stunt cuz nigga we up 
Grind on the daily this shit ain't by luck
Weed for the stress

booth

Man, let these niggas know what it is, bro
It's all in the family, bitch
New drop, all black on 26 inches
Burn weed, burn money, but don't burn

in danger, he ain't have it n***a
I can teach you to do magic, n***a N****s don't play by that paperwork
She jackin' me, call it paper-flirt I was done

You can ask my old friends 
Actually
Since we grew apart they can’t chat to me
I reset my settings to factory
But I know deep down they all clap for me

know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, ah

You wonder where is the love, where is the love
You've been looking for feelings of love

open it's looking like it's game time 
Was just staring at the stars looking for a sign 
All them hungry nights I ain't even have a dime

So yeah hope

to have fun and take over the afterlife
When this is all done
You stay by my side, treat me right, you'll be number one
I see the sun, used to always be

got yet to prove me wrong and
I don't give a fuck about you toting all them fucking guns in
Mosh pit
Start shit
I'm a fucking problem
Better get your

niggas, I saved by the swell 
Clocking in, I think it's time that work 
Head high but I Came from the dirt 
Tunnel vision, I'd done see me the worse 
Run

niggas, I saved by the swell 
Clocking in, I think it's time that work 
Head high but I Came from the dirt 
Tunnel vision, I'd done see me the worse 
Run

On the Forbes list winning
Pop rosé with all my dawgs on a yacht
Chilling
Eating oysters by Amalfi coast
Reminiscing
It's all apart of shifting time zones
Setting

my bed
Don't wear no vests, if you
Gone shoot for the head
Someone best end up all dead
Talking like Pablo
If there's a problem we gonna solve
It with