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think don't matter
But you're the other guy
And I'm a kid see
I don't want people saying
He can't tell me what to be
Its the truth
To be respective
But

I am j Becker, hmm aye
You can't fuck with me move
Too high for all these hoes
Go fuck another bro
I make more than you fool
I know I am the best
One

Nigga talking crazy
Nigga you ain't even know
See me on the Vogue
I can't fuck with Instagram
My fits going crazy
Nigga I'm the man
Yo bitch understand

for future

Dark times really show you who you cool with
When you stuck up in the trenches gotta watch your movement
Everything i went and grabbed i see

Smoke too much to get high
太高下不来
是否学的太快
分不出什么好跟坏
受不了的皮小孩
People in my life just passing by
All I really want is peace of mind
All I really want is

Again at the diner, on my own.
I’m having breakfast with my phone.
Little milks, mini-creamers,
Little man—I’m a mini-dreamer.
Across the table you

Everyone could see
Just, told through my own eye
Thinking its so pretty
Hope you standing with me
Palisade for hippies
(You know the weed man?)
Feet up

again
So now I'm waitin' for the snow
Are you sure of the intentions of your goal
Lift your fellow man- that's everybody's role
You may get dizzy running

I pop me a perc
I fell like a Martian
Trouble maker
Cause I'm always starting
She the line
She can't get up close
Free the guys
Till them case closed

you up like the Russian
And give your ass a concussion, empty the clip, play percussion
She givin' thanks for the stuffin', so much better than her man

hit by Cupid
Jack ball hard so you can not dispute it
Killing this beat the way I abuse it
They trynna hang but I leave em on nooses
Going so crazy

you know the damage I can do with a pen yeah
Left you with a bandage your appendix is bent
Panoramic get the bigger picture you can't
I'm talkin' Camp

doing better now
She see that I'm doing better now
I just can't deal with the shit
She want the zero in bank accounts
But I keep it real with the shit

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell hoe
We under the tree, kissin' by the mistletoe
We can go outside, lil baby, let it snow
Gotta get sum milk

I don't like thoughts of being lonely
I don't like fake, cut the phonies
Eat you up like some pepperoni's
I can't hear, talkin' that baloney

Look

40 yard kick, 40 yard kick
40 yard kick from the middle of the pitch
40 yard kick, 40 yard kick
40 yard kick, yo, I'm Ibrahimović
You we cool man

Couldn't pretend it was nothing
That there that's the girl I'm in love with I type and I send
Told me don't lose your head it's you and I but everything

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tryna get her bag and then you lost it
Dealin' with your ass, it be exhaustin
Shawty steady on me and she callin

But she know

of the year
With my bets down the toilet
And my old man in my ear
About how the house always wins
And I'm just wasting my time
But I'm just chasing my losses

was brand new to me, tried to use it fluently, thought you would be thru with me
But I ate it up good, I won't worried bout the gluten free
Tried

The light is on green, so we ain't stopping
You pussies gonna quit
They chasing like fiends, straight to the top and
We giving them hits
No they can't keep

ashamed
Wish this was easy
I want you to know
This never was the man I hoped to be
By now
(How did we survive)
We went through hell in Astoria
(How did we

Yo, what’s good bro? Chillin.

BeatBoy Taught Me

You’re just gonna let it ride out right? Alright bet.

Jack. Frost.

I’m a keep on rocking man
You

explained
Not by any man, and he weren't lying
Cause I ain't never felt how I feel right now
I feel like crying
I ain't never feel like I feel right now
I