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a man
Don't go
Our page has just began
I
Ouu ouu
I wrote you a love song
Ouu ouu
But you ripped it up
You ripped it up yeah
Threw away that stuff yeah
But

a grown woman lie
How can this be my fucking parents
I don't wanna leave
But should I fucking stay
Maybe I should go and fucking run the fuck away
Like Madi

Eyes on every move you make
They're judging every step you take
It's funny to me, that's great!
And that's life, yeah I'm built like a tank
American

call away
If you need me, I'm gonna run
Always by your side

Guess you compare me to a gun, MMM
She my one and only
I ain't got no friends
She my only

a goddamn thing that makes me feel something inside
So I run, and I hide, I can't breathe, I can't cry, but I dream, and I try to let myself up out of this

trip, romantic evening
Positioning her on her knees, was a single mother and struggling with low self-esteem
Discover, arousal, make your evening special

apart
Inspired by so much yea every I go
Fort Langley, vinyl records, old school diners
Miss Monroe, So I go, write some music
Ain't nothin' to it, give

a history
I say i love you but your sick of me
Just go away just let me think
You are the reason my cycle shrinks
Cant place the blame on anyone else
I fucked

on way to your spot.
Whip half a mil, making peoples mouth drop!
Girl promise I'll go hard, there ain't time to stop!
Make a way so we can live everyday

Boss on the lose like a bat out of hell
Most of my niggas locked away some can't make bail
Now the streets been talking y'all got to watch what y'all

they rather see me down
They'll make you feel like a burden when you really need the help
Now a nigga move in silence peep the world so much violence
I'm

R.I.P. to Prodigy I gotta get away
I love the land but I can't take it here another day
Gabby told me don't wait to get ya money straight
Just take

tracks
I just wait all of this over
And then I'm gonna pop on stage
I just want to shock the world
When I'm hitting it with this new wave
I'm hittin it

You can see it
In my mother fucking eyes
Smoking Ls to the face
Hope da pain go away
Yeah a lil nigga really be fried
May Twelfth Twenty Eighteen
Was

to the church
Look at yourself
Look at your neighbor
Both in poverty but still
Praying for a savior
An how often does shit
Ever go as planned
With the world in my

mental prisoners yo
Trapped inside a false dream
And now my people
Steer away from evil Yow
There's no sequel
To poverty
And you can keep those
Those evil

and ate the shit off the dirt
My mind set shift and I took control
You can stay fixed or go for growth
Resist or persist
You select a role
Everything is

make me see, that there's nothing wrong with the world
Besides of everyone else
People need money, I hope I'm keeping up the good sales
Don't let them

the time
We spending
Oh no, the week ending
I need to get away but I'm feeling dependent
I can't hate, sent I love you, can't un-send it
Uh Uh
Show the world

it with the world
There's a light on in the dance hall
Leave your coat hung by the door
No need for introductions
He wants to know more
The table set,

deserved to go make a profit off mine
State of mind on some fuck you cough up the dough (Bitch)
Like you choking on bread you ain't fit to eat with me know

don’t give a shit for
Changing the world only my own temple
So fuck the insecure ones I’ll go all in
This shit is bound to work out
If not I’m better off

tearing up and Getting sad
These colors don't run
So take a bath
You stinky ass
I'm not the one nowadays To go to church or mass
And I think it's time that

Spit two-tone
Rap just enough for the world and enough to go home
Dress the part so they never have to question where my zone is
Speak in tongues, only I