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whatever opposite the bitch I need

Its love and lil baby gone hurt me plenty more

Intangibles 

She got em like kegels when I'm in raw

She know a nigga

day, every day,
Like the Coleos, keepin' them offers that you won't refuse,
Catch them blues if you snooze
Play by truth, thug rules,
It be them do's

got jumped into one
And he revelled and he basked in it
Dodged a couple bullets
No casket stuff
He was blasting shots
Some opps in the dirt
Is really

fuck about u hoe my nuts as big as hercules, 6 feet deep im down by law don't get that pistol grip to yo jaw, smack u wit dis shovel then i bury u in my

watch and some clothes
For the bitch that always done me a good job
I've been fucked up alone in my head
And that bitch with some niggas, Giving all

ain't never been raw
I let you in, when you showed me your flaws

I was dealin' with pain, but I didn't see no calls
Having talks with my God, know I'm up

on the grass by the gas sell
Motherfucker mother bitch
Pull up on you bitch

Pull up on you bitch
I'm about to rock shit in the back of the crib
I'm about

really riskin' it all to make sure you and yours is good?
I don't think niggas doin' that
You see, it's Float 2 London by the way
I did create this,

truth
in our agony.
Status
unclear,
decimate them all.

Love thy
enmity.

This new reality's born,
i'm not the man who I once was.
This raw malignance

Is he nice on the mic or nah
Im real tight with writing
Sumn like Anne Frank in Holland
Real lightning striking
Whenever spitting involved
If each

to me: exciting and raw and sometimes terrifying, underscored by playfulness and a desire for connection. There’s beauty in all of it: the marathon drives

NO TOMORROW

I have felt the fire that is cold and raw, that left me with an undead frozen core
Reached for faith with no lack of trepidation, there

I tell em drive by for the murder
If you miss, throw it in reverse for the red rum we head hunt

Why they wanted to test me
The best even run
Even

what you getting into
I'm a complex dude, it's that simple
And despite all that I've been through
I still fight, even if it's against you, or you
By any

These circuits ain't no match for the chaos in my soul,
Their sterile algorithms can never make me whole.
They see our flaws as weakness, our tears

Will follow your Horn
Pursuing your God
Will earn the reward

Feeling the way by the touch puts you in pain
You are the one to transcend, you have been

bae
I shot my shot like months ago, and then yu and curved me
I'm all by my lonely, but I'm just getting used to that
Niggas wanna judge me, but niggas

president
I'ma give your face a lift
Three-fifth president
I'ma give your face a lift

BANST!

BANST too fucking raw
MP3 the Curse of Rah
Send to infect all

they ain't know)
I don't think you know me like that

Frank Cross the baddest boss I took a loss and now I'm back
Matter fact my cardiac still bumpin in

Yea
7
7
7
Listen
I pull up, a baller
Bust her like a pinata
Hang up I aint love her
ID no caller
Pull up in a cullinan coz I'm a man with honor

I'm cast away, an island of despair
Pounded by the waves of raw emotion you lay bare
As I stagger to the brink of madness
And watch you crushing out

stand

With you fuckin' niggas, y'all don't understand
I'm tryna get up on my shit, I'm tryna get a band
I got a lot up on my plate, pushin' packs by

with my baby momma
She let me hit raw with no condoms
I don't want to end up on Maury like
You are the father
In my head too much how things gone turn

And I ain't fucking raw unless she clean, she riding for me
I like to spend the money that I make on shit that's for her
I'm in the booth saying shit I