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fucked her in the bathroom I threw up in
Then I went home to the crib that I grew up in
Now I’m Rollin up wit Brown talkin bout the basics
Blue faces while

cartoons
And zoom
Before you end up in a tomb
Consumed
By gloom
That just looms
Over you
Like the
Moon tends to do
In the middle of June
My lyrics riddle you

Saying goodbyes, and remembering our first hi's
The best you can really do in the end is to try

Listen to my letter, with a bolded header
That says how I

three
Hoes tryna feed me
Shackled to my toes
By my growth and my freebies (Bitch)
Growing freely, blowing green leaf
So breezy, snow genies
Holding up my

wish you were able to handle this business
I was born for the business
I own the studio put down blue faces in cash and on credit
Light up candles,

Thumbing these blues in a coupe by myself
Need nobody else, at least I pretend
Don't know what to do I keep losing these friends
This where the road ends

away from smoke cause if it go there I'm gonna end it
Way I'm punching, every beat a nigga bless is gonna get injured
They know they can count on June

the door so why won't you come,
Why won't you come ?

Blind things should come to an end
I look so ugly in the photographs and 
I don't know what time is it

smacked 'bout that loose lip, why you talking ain't talking 'bout blue strips
You ain't cool but you talking that cool shit, niggas talk about action won't

lungs have gasthat's contagious
Sometime I gotta big gaswhy you so serious
I'm always cho-chosen by Asmodeus
Supernova explosion's then ionized
Call out

the green
Money stacking all blue
Shorty so bad, ass so fat
I wanna see what it do
Step to the left, hit a lil slide
She like the way that I move
Hop 'inna

ya end,
This ain't hide and seek,
I'm never lookin for a friend.
Eating the beat
like my blood pressure high
Rockin a fro, I'm on my Jackson 5
Niggas

away
On paths that you take that will lead you astray
I’m shouting, I’m screaming and calling your name
But you far too fooled by this fortune and fame

Blue seats 
Yellow stripes
Hold yourself 
Hear the pipes 
Struggle to reach your hype 
Focus on things that make you feel 
alright

Negativaty 
Ain't

'Cause at the end of the storm, there's clear blue skies.

(Press start, press start, let the journey impart)
Press start, 'cause I've got a new view,

it ends with ropes and a punchline about my hopes in the lunchline
To be normal in form without the fear I'm performing, unwind
And breathe in

flawless lessons
Blue print for all your questions
Christ purer than water in destin
Florida
Before you meet
God the judge
I suggest you get yo life in order

tell a lie
I tell the truth you tell a lie
So that why I got to get high
Yeah I do it just to get by
You ripped my broken heart right out of my chest
I

ways, at the end you might go respect it
Never read my texts, but I always go gotta' check it
Used to go light, now it's my turn I gotta' wreck it
Never

situation By grinding for Compensation 
Sacrifices I made it this for  the dearly Belated 
I Fell for some evil ladies cuz I Weak for Temptation 
Life is

the beginning
By the end Ima be different
I done seen, I done heard, and I been hurt
And I was tripping
Always going through some things cant show me someone who

used to get them dimes sacks to match and ride it through the pine
Riding clean Camaro’s, sippin’ Pepsi Blue, that was our prime
But now you’re just too

like I was gonna drown
I need to calm down
Fuck it, more loud
Doesn’t it sound repetitive by now
Wasn’t I found down and out
So now we're out and down

the groove
By slipping a wrench in the fuel injector of the trench tiller
Full tilter gold silver quest fulfiller
My stroll kilter through a deadbolt