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Tried to fall in love with her and
See I'm sittin' here
With my tv on
I'm doin' everything right and I don't even know what could go wrong
Then I got

These moments are passing, each one is fleeting, 
They seem to just fall from the sky,
Like the three weeks of screaming from the Blackbirds residing

Shawty always on my mind
But she wanna waste my time
I can't fall of my grind
Smoking weed smells like lime

I'm not broken I'm fine
I'm not yours I'm mine

they'll pass you by
Wrap over you and fill your eye

Summer Sundays you're my best friend
Summer Sundays that I thought would never end

First of all
We was cool and all
We would bump heads but not daily
How did we fall
You would never call
These assumptions drivin you crazy
I got

in whips (haaan)
Time to smoke 'em up
Put that boy in the air (rrrr)
I'm like "who's that creeping through my window" (huh)
He was working with

dough, then ima go
I might just block you, like leave me alone
I do not talk to them boys, 'cuz they jokes
I'm not twenty-one this a knife to your throat
I

been about it
I felt this buzz since a boy
Straight outta Charlotte
Had to close off some doors
I Thought about it
Let's go and make us a story
I'm in

and your ass still planted
My nigga level up a couple levels up
I remember I lost found my way to the bucks
Started out the mud from the corner to the plug

bring it out they
See it was so cracken
One of them see my ring
He said am a cult boy
God have mercy that's
How they destroy
Was asked to call my
Dad that

the pastor snapping
And all you little bastards acting
Up probably won’t like my reaction
You whack as fuck
Is it trial by fire or another baptism
A little

that u a leaguer
Imma outta yours i just entertainem for the liquor
I call em cord
Cause i unplug if he suspicious
I be bored
But i fall in love by

Dull sensations push them to the wall
Oh, to the walls, yeah
And the thorns that fall have the guts to walk upon them all

Halfway there
I was waiting by

fix your world
just by saying the right words

who love a boy
But nothing works out, just like it should, I wish it could
But the pictures on the screen they break my heart
Love falls apart
We knew

boy put my Glock down
I put head shots out on all my opps now, cuz’ I got time now
I’m sick who cold as me (Facts)
Member them bitches ain’t even notice

and watch you fall
Been all over the place with the thoughts I draw
Traumatized with the things I saw
Nobody cares whether you like it or not
Always by

hoe, and realize this is not what I want
Like I want you by my side, but what the fuck is the cost
You don’t have my trust and I've been losing yours

Yea 
Yea

Baby boy aint the baby no more
Got the fam good
Friday nights i got 'em all up out the hood
No security, just my cousins 
Shit you gotta

and Prospect
Human In Progress, what's results if you ain't been through the process?
Dropped out of college, needed more knowledge, they wasn't feeding my

need someone to bring a young boy closer to the brightside
Want no one around but you
You bring me by
I need you more than ever at the
End of the line

done I'll call your phone
So by then you know the play, set it straight
Hiding feelings, girl we way too grown, let it show
I'll be out here earning what

his brain a tom-tom's pounding absurdly tonight
As a mystic talisman fell out from the blue skylight
Each beating drum miracles the wonder of his

with bravado
Paint this fucking picture in your head
Bitch, Picasso
2017
We passed by this game like Rondo
Fights in the front
Don't care pass the fronto