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the zone
I'm so far from sober
I ain't tryna hide bein' high
Come over being covert
Lungs like a motor, cut grass, mower
Spark it all up, man, my eyes get

Boutiques! all trips! on daddy 
Don’t let the devil in; he ain’t on your side 
I be the Nigga wey go dey by your side 
I show you love wey go spark up your

beat me up
Outside of the mall
Because i stole some stuff
White man walk by but he aint say to much
Every time i try man its never enough
Thats why i

been packin'
Maybe we've been fuckin spacing
If you come last you ain't even fuckin racing
Hit my homie up he be all about the fundraising
Sinning

and relationships ain't work out
Set a bridge on fire 'til it burns out
Had some problems I was trying to work out
While you was probably tweeting at your bird's

give out peice but I also keep a piece
Tryna stack up dis paper man tryna stack these leaves
Aye, bad bitch bad bitch
No you ain't savage savage
Gettin

Hammered ain't worthy... can't touch this
You drink and Dungeon Dive, green's yellow as hell
No XP if you hide, so you kill brain cells
Spin your chamber

to tell you 
That we is the problem so we gotta solve it
Plus I aint trynna see tears from my mama
Another black man down by the hands of the law
Even worse

you like my love’s potion?
Tantalize, release everything inside. In the moment. We ain’t got no pride. Feeling too alive. Can sense my bright future in

rightful head in the air Imma blaze that rifle
They say I'm sick, I'm viral, you'll get jabbed, and a ruptured spinal
Don't care Imma play by my rules
Make

and a snitch in a ditch
It's where she belong, where did we go wrong
I'll tell you what you did, mothaf**ka never lived
In a fruad and a fake, with a broad

too hype make it jump for joy Holding on tight oh boy oh boy
You can tell I like it by the sound of my voice
Gone pop that
I like the way
I like the way

The sea, the shore
It's deep, I know
I love, you so
I lost control
The talk, ain't all
For show, you know
I see you now, in intervals
She thought, it

heart
Can I get a spark, motherfucker it's been dark
Hot knife, it slice the butter, don't you stutter this is art
Perfected over and over again until it

Maybe you've been feeling this emptiness
The pain and loss the hurt like me
Maybe you've be trapped in that pain all by yourself for so long
That you

quick]
Get em back in like they never needed ad-libs
Nobody will get it right from the start but I guees we’re finding the spark
My soul is way out space

Yeah
Look

Young bull at the top of the block with the white front door and the corner subtle
Cool, but he always in trouble
Why you think his

it's ain't no fucking way I'm going broke
I might throw hella bands at a stripper (Ayee)
She might call you her mans, but I kissed her (Ayee)
I'm like

don’t bang
You niggas hoes like some narks
I take my pain create my lane
Then I go spark me a blunt
I’m so honest, I’m so modest, hate me but can’t say

drive
When our worlds collide
I can only pray I get it right
You gotta walk by faith no not by sight
Make it to the top if I keep my stride
Demons held me

talking ‘bout
Ain’t no need to be subtle
Boy I can chalk it out
Or you can take a seat at the table
And we can talk it out
 
 
(Chorus)

Greed is good
Let's

that one spark comes along and new heights emerge for you to take your whiff
For those under exoteric notions
Denoted by the power of one man can leave

feigning for more,
Don't need me a whore Brittney,
Just a reason for war, I see that you're sore,
Forgive me, I ain't mean to sound hoarse,
I need a divorce,

collect call on the phone
Words I be spitting, I really done lived them or else, I ain't finna put it in a song
We stuff the papers and roll up the rillos,