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a Rewind
You think about the feelings you Have before you died
And I don’t mean no longer alive
I mean you’re dead inside
Numb
You hate walking cuz it sucks

felt
Peak for her man shit I wonder how bro felt
Got two tings and they happen to be friends so I told them don't fall
Still man they both fell
Grind

See who lasts the longest in this game, they deserve it
Uh, if it ain't us then who deserve it,
Trials, tribulations, smile waiting on the verdict
Gold

(Yep)
Y'all I don't care about the rope thing
(HANGING)
As much as you care about the dope game
(SLANGING)
Do you really wanna know how to dope came
(MAN)

as a weakness
Dumb of them to misunderstand me by my meekness
My sleekness, making them really want to repeat this
With bleakness, so they can really learn about

friends, they just wanna get high, all of them some tens
Nowadays, I don't even gotta mind, I don't even wanna stress

I don't even wanna think about her

her
And he won't be able to
Think about his game anymore
That's when you make your real move

Yo, yo is there any love in this
World nigga I don't know

gave him the heat to fry him
If you see me off some xans don't do no creeping by me
Hell nah we can't stop stepping my brother died behind this shit
I'll

the feelings
Man they just change by the evening
I don't understand the situations don't care for the reasons
We sinned plenty in this sin city
Sip henny spark

add hate, and call that free speech
Clutch pearls, in mock disbelief, when you triggered by the things they speak
But that ain't what it says, in

swag she can't give back, I could father a bitch
I was rocking shows and wasn't nobody in it
These not yo hoes it's nobody's women
You don't own

debt, but I'ma just go and buy a Benz
Niggas really tried to count me out, most of y'all know what I'm about
I don't give a fuck about no clout, nigga, I

ready for the risk then please don’t you do it 
Give it out, no protection for him to abuse it 
Take advantage of your integrity then leave you to it

about me they ain't call my phone until the racks up 
On my own never needed favors I ain't ever call for no backup 
I ain't ever call for no backup 
High

weathered rough seas
I want it all but it won’t come free
You know I’m down to take it to hell & back
But I don’t know what you want from me
(I give you more)

feel like I won yung 
Real though cause I said so
You lunchin homie 
Kill moe

Verse 2

Yeah I’m back like I never left
Don’t act dumb get ya shit right

ones
I just be chasin' paper and I don't like to run
Fuck hoes by the two, but I just left one
Paper comin' everyday, I got the job done

I don't know

2 Feet 2

Deposit placed on a headstone
Car got stuck there at maximum headroom
Brain contained by headphones
Drains all choked where the head roams

Now I can give about a hundred reasons
(As to why)
I should just be in your possession baby
Wasting all your good love
With all them girls you

I hit the breeze I feel like drew
Wanna come an get a bag little baby gotta fuck the crew
This shit ain't been new to us we moving on a paper route

they don't like me
Problem child, I grew up on 32
Livin' triflin

I be all at the spot
Trappin' good by myself
Ayy, booted on the M
They be hollin' by

Who knew that I was gonna lose you so soon? Stop that No need for the old tune cause she knew your heart broke in two Now they be messin with my mind

These niggas leaving you on read though
Take you to a room, give you dick no bread hoe
Doing all this fucking but you still got a car note
Two nicknames,

the streets
Yeah this little boy he's immigrated from the Middle East
Let me tell you bout that region its the belly of the beast
Raised by two parents he's