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You know pretty often I just take a late night drive all alone by myself, clear my mind a little bit
And very often I find myself in neighborhoods

like a fool
This name is mine
Run and go hide
1945
The war had just ended
Hitler just descended
We rejoice cause he dead and
Sixty years later my mom was

then I gotta say it's ya last day, I see u then you'll catch the fade and solve the problems u made

Y'all  talk serve and protect, like that's been

Everybody'll be quick to wanna chill
Once you the deal
But until then you're surrounded by fools
And that's the thing about fame
Once you get just a little bit

Uncle Sam ya
Most of my niggas clutchin hammers
I'm sane, are you sane if you not you gotta bolt
Put in work everyday get this green like artichoke
Till I

people
Also what keeps me from crying
Give mi madre my love
Expect nothing back later
Orphan with no family
I turn to me for my savior
Catch me faded by

If you're my friend you just can't be a pussy
Well I had a heart attack
Get the fuck up, the fuck's wrong with you?
Go to the hospital later, have

back with after 6 months
This filth? What the peanut butter
And jelly bullshit going on
Huh brazzi? Ya niggas
Ain’t even worth my fucking rhymes, man

he a bitch
I caught him by myself and smacked him with the stick
You playing with me, you don't know what happened to the last one
Upped the score

fooled by the
Verbs and the synonyms
It's a lot of sin in him
For dat shady talk
I keep a M&M
Wit a pack now and laters
Stuffed in that bitch let it
Keep

run somethin' by you
Used to hit my line and I'd be incentivized
When we talk I feel like I'm on thin ice
Don't understand how what we had just died

Is it recording now
Now it is
There ya go that wasn't too hard
Fuck
I'm tired
I'm lazy
Im'a go get fucking
Chick-fil-a after this alright
Here we go

bitch gone shoot just like a missile
Like dawg a bounty hunter bitch you know we come and get ya
I could've went forty one but I went thirty six
I

Fedy chasing forever mo. see I'm married to this mob shit got me sliding in this Chevy 160 in the cockpit I'm Tryna put chocolate ice on ya neck all

the Tao muffin
My brother Aaron is preparing to be staring at a glaring flaring red herring swearing
That he found something
Hopefully by mentioning it it

SEARCHING 
FOR THE REAL ME
SO BE IT
SO THEY WANNA STILL DERAIL ME

CAN YOU FEEL ME X3

BANG FIRST NEVER TALK LATER
READ THE BLOG 
WATCH THE NEWS LATER
YOU

Annoyed and we brain washed
Mind getting fucked by a chainsaw
I seen the future in my home girl
Went into her own world and
Got a little nigga 2 years later

Yeah
(Stand up)
On my way to heaven
But first I need me a second
I'm building my lessons
That later turn into confessions
Don't try to text this
We

(Devil)
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha yeah
ya'll interested to know
check that shit Lynch
its the devil

(Brotha Lynch Hung)
yeah the cap busting neva

the car
And then I think lost regret

Seeing you in your hoodie
Nothing to revealing
Then I'm thinking maybe later
It's your heart I would be stealing

I

down
Hey baby
Gimme your mind and let me stimulate it
Hey baby
What's mine is mine, girl, don't make me take it
Imma take the long route
And by time I

hear it
You an Op, You stay that for life
Ten years later, it's still on site
I play with your mind by playing with your wife
Shoot a flick with her, we

of genitals reeks of insanity
cnd so does your vanity, thinking your a messiah
Meanwhile your third decade goes flashin' by ya
Worse yet a pariah, no light left

bout them colors, we spinnin hella blocks
Nigga if these walls could talk, we'd make that redi rock
Gotta go to sleep one eye open, I feel like Fetty Wap