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Ain't nothin' gotta change, my baby
I wanna stay in this place you take me
'Cause I've been fightin' with my demons, lately
And nothin' compares

Panamo say dat 
Stop di fightin' and di shootin' and di robbin'
And di lootin'and start lovin' and caressin' and di sharin' and nuff carin'
Also start

I was born to be flyin' wild
I'll join the upwinds, reach the sky
My wings will take me high up

I see you strivin' far below
Fightin' (and) pushin'

movin' on
I think we're better off, better off, better off, no, no, no

We can't deny it, sick of the fightin'
And tryin' to make somethin' work when

full of fightin' but it's me against myself sayin', "Fight me"
Battles with my soul they wouldn't understand the crime sprees
All the tag teams,

and ignore
I tried to stop all the fightin'
Inside your own peaceless mind, oh no
I count our soulless interactions
Tryna figure out what was

friend's fightin' for his freedom from shackles
My other friend passed from cancer, I'm baffled (baffled)
I got real life problems, I don't care 'bout

leavin' you again

I wouldn't be fightin' back tears
Pullin' out your drive, my friends wouldn't think
I'm crazy, yeah, I'd be doin' okay
I'd only have

back to the fightin' and fussin', what's really on your mind, girl? Is it
The fact that we both wanted this so bad, but somehow we just can't get it

brother get to fightin', I'ma jump in
In the studio, gotta lock in (Uh, huh)
Feelin' like G-O-D, I'm untouchable
If she ain't my type, I ain't touchin' her

yeah
Henn' got me floatin' like a bee, Ali
But I ain't fightin', bitch, you
Know I keep the heat, it's Peezy

We got 'em in (We got 'em in)
Snuck in

the reason he mad
Why he throwin' that fit
I was just a lil' kid, out the blue
I got big ain't no fightin' no more
Ain't no more usin' fists
From the 3, I done

at these shows, 'nother city
Another victim off the perky I'm a hype man
Don't get up in the fightin' stance
'Cause I'll end your life in this bitch
You done

no lie
Them niggas fightin' for respect
Where I'm from, everybody divided
No daddy in the household, they misguided
But I ain't the one who finna sit

Get me fightin' the court, no Jet Li
I got my leng ting pissed but I
Love when she calls that sеxy
Come to the centrе

Pull up and creep
Cah they watch

weapons formed against me
Gon' get wiped out
Gon' cut you off, ain't wasting time
Or fightin' 'bout it
I got murder on my mind, as of right now
Lil Peezy

like diamonds
Get checked just like Nike's
Bitch bite just like Tyson
Gunshots if I'm fightin'
Ride dirty with no license
Artillery like ISIS
Got all

For my niggas facin' trial
And fightin' felonies
For the youngins in the streets
Ain't got nowhere to be
Feel it in my voice, you can hear me
All this

'round detentions in my flip-flops
(Zino Records)
Tick-tock, this is trap music, this ain't hip-hop
Man ain't fist-fightin', man would lick shots

ain't on this fist fightin' ting I'm airin' shots
I'll leave more holes in you than a pair of Crocs 
I ain't got no regular salary
Ahead of my time

ain't no underdog, I run the block
Pull up with this AK, let off 'bout a a hundred shots
.9 under my top, I ain't fightin' like it's Tekken
Anytime I

I'm tired of fightin', for you rock the boat
I come from miles, and, well, you're at my throat
I heard you say my friends are no good
They say I'm

Listening to the gravel

She tells me like I need reminding
Things round here been slowly dying
I run out to my haven
Getting away from the fuss and fightin

Just another Sunday afternoon
Cryin', tryna drown out the sound
Of fightin' words comin' from the living room
Going shot-for-shot in another round