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forcing me to hold a metal rod.
Me losing is a facade,
Want me to be everything I’m not,
Want a picture perfect life,
But my time can’t be bought.
(No)

(Intro)

Taylor
I don’t actually know what this song is about…
But Brant likes it.. 
So yeah

(Verse)

I ain’t got the time to fuck a dumb hoe, 
Uh

cartridges super Nintendo
Money is the motivation
Im on my job with no vacations
Your occupation is full time hating
Bust a hoe wall down renovating
So dope i

Bulldog season approaching
Don’t join my cult

I’m coming home
But not for too long
Even if I’m too young
Got more places to go
I’m coming back home

Look, every time I'm rhymin'
I am stoned in the booth
That why I spillin' how I'm feelin'
When I'm spittin' my blues
Don't get to choose
Whose truth

Pull a .22, and watch your brain get splattered
Killing these niggas, on God issa massacre
All of em wankers they jacket like nautica
It's demon hour

pictures baby post it with a hashtag
Ain't got time
No I don't
Rather spend up all my time spitting crazy flows
And I got crazy goals
Is what it is, I got

why they not promoting me
My city don't believe in me
And that is why they hate on me
I got all eyes on me now
Like suie looking at me now
Like skies

Time spent with you and without you is like night and day
I can say
Skies are gray
Once you are away
It's hard for me to think straight
I need you

Wake-Up Call

The Pacific Jazz Alliance

Cool Struttin

1994

Wish on a rainbow is all I can do.
Dream of the good times that we never knew.
No late nights alone in your arms.
I'll dream on.  Living in

(Yeah)
You don't even wanna' know (What)
When he was high (How high)
He said he could see God (That high)
Before my eyes I got to witness, an' I gat'

was hella rough
Until we met each other, girl you got me stunned
Every time we call, you always makes me blush, hey (Oh my god, he's so fruity)
Don

missing is my caramel queen

Ooweee! This shit as good as it seems
The only time I ever follow’s when I follow my dreams
You ain’t really bout that clout

owning a slave shop
Don't wanna talk
Less I'm writing these words down I'm so nice with these verbs nouns
I'm still tempted by the hunger and the price

is corny
Maybe all this shit ain't really for me
Maybe I'll be satisfied when I buy a foreign
Or maybe I don't give a damn
Maybe I'll pull up in some

Don’t got no one to lean on
Lately I just sit and cry up on my own shoulder
Steady trying to warm it up my heart getting colder
My niggas balling in

I'm not crazy haha
I just uh
Uh 
What's that word
Disappeared
I had to
Things just aren't the way they used to be 
I don't know what to do
Oh shit
Is

really fine
Man I gotta step out the box kinda like some good wine
Feeling like Nasir man I know the world is mine
I mean it's yours it's out the door

all this i been getting they think this shit is a Scam
Seen my first 100 thousand off a phone u seen yours off a loan  it's marathon to this money let's

I'm not like them
And a good guy is what the girls all see, and then a bad guy comes along
And then she takes him over me

feel that
Eastside at all times
Cause one thing I don't need is more fake homies 
Thank you so much)lord
lookin' down on me
let's get it
(Yeah) Respect

at all times
Cause one thing I don't need is more fake homies
Thank you so much)lord
lookin' down on me
let's get it
(Yeah) Respect
Man, new Jersey,

that God had a plan for me
But how was I going to pay my tithes and dues
So I tried a few
But you know some things don't sit right with you
(Tell that

But it's for the better good
Misunderstood
Is an understatement

I'm thankful for
Amazing grace
Tested 
Real things 
Can't be faked

I'm seeking