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the darkness while we can


May we live and die a valorous life
May we write it all down in cursive light
So we pray we were made
In the image of a figure eight

bitch like me
Steady curvin' niggas left and right and
This how you to me
Had to figure who you fuckin' with
Don't act like you don't know
That I'm that

the start

Try to figure it out what I'm missing now
Was it slipping through my fingers again?
Was it all in my head?
Were the feelings I felt just fake?

figure
It out, it out, it out
Well maybe this is fucking it
The audience has turned against
They wanna justify the creepin' and
Leak my mom's home address

These technical adjustments are
Very difficult wayne terrain

Tryin' to figure me, I'll give you a clue
I am not lookin' for something to do
You

What, I wasn't enough?
Had me looking in the mirror different
(Oh, oh) boy I let you treat me
Like I wasn't that bitch
Took a while to figure that
You

on it
Figure eight send the kitty 'Cat
Might melt the wheels on it
Think my mama should've named me "Billy"
I'm for real goated
To be honest I ain't shit

and it`s crazy
My Baby Left Me someday she`ll figure out
What DJ Romeo is all about
She`ll give up that four on the floor
And come back
Come back - Come back

to
Misbehavin’
If they knew what you were up to
Misbehavin’
If they knew what you were up to
Misbehavin’
If they knew what you were up to

Shinny dancing figures

dancin'
Look at the figures, the dollars are stackin'
Plus I got fame, they constantly snappin'
I look in the mirror, my smile disappear
This is the level,

mais pas besoin d’faire d’analyses
I just wanna feel it
Ça va prendre même pas une minute
J’veux qu’on se lance des roses dans la figure

Que tu m’aimes

boufferont l'dos
J'figure pas en presse people
Et magazines poubelle
J'ai pas quinze ans pour avaler
Ton ramassis de foutaises
Saké Zaka, c'est pas le remix de

figure deal, my attorney
Champion on my jersey, yeah
Crushed ice, syrupy
Thugger said fuck up the budget
We ain't never runnin' out of money
We at the top,

need a background check to grab
Your neck and pluck your soul (Behold)
This ghostly figure whose host
Was quicker to roast
A kid instead of showing

the back door
Been faithful to this girl but
She’s shaking up my world

I met her early 80's
Hi-top fade and figure-8s
At the Krush Groove premier and
I air

They all have boyfriends though so go figure
And so that leaves me at this place
That every time I look at your fucking face
I wonder if you ever even

side
And I really feel like I could be fine

I walk alone (alone)
I’m tryna figure out the reason
We went wrong (went wrong)
I cannot feel my own heart

stop trapping till I
Got about eight figures i ain't antisocial
Just can't be around these fake niggas
I just can't understand it
How you mock a foreign

sunshine
On the road doin' shows, still be duckin'
Dodgin' one-time
Head good, pussy good, yeah, that bitch bad
Bank account six figures, that's a big bag
I

to my bed
When the war started over
Thought we’d figure things out
But we only got older
And horrified at everything 

No distraction 
From our dreams,

haffi hold it down

Nowadays man about sales & numbers, youth dem a chat like ceo’s
I and I a dweet fi di art & the glory no payrise figures no videos
I

It's a mean time and I wanna go out
On the streets where I belong
'cause it's nothing cool, try to figure it out
Why everything I do goes wrong

And the figure in the mirror says, “what you doing here?
You’re so far from the place where you belong”
And I never meant to do the things I’ve done
And I’m

this ritual

Hazy figure in a long black cloak
In a cloud of crimson smoke
(Ah ah ah)
Burning eyes
Are the only lights

In the distance, church bells