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sense to you?
There's always too much time to lose
Try to find the best use
Is one thing I can't seem to do
Tell me we're alright, cause I can't tell

it apart

Dont look at me that way
The hate in your eyes
Is too much for me
I just wanna cut ties

Ill block your number
And hate my self
Ill break

work when I'm overwhelmed
Too much time in the day can't just go and waste it

Pulling out my eyes
Pulling out my eyes
Put it on a cross
Pulling out my

poppin'
And she gave me head like it's nothing
Stop it 2 hands gripped on her back
Watch her throw it up, on my dick it clapped
Fact too much numbers
Might

Drink the juice by the liter
Uhn huh
Uhn huh
And my bible she eater
She gone take a soul
All that hating I don't need them
So just leave me alone

the chit chat
People dialing always tryna call
I reflect on all my flaws
Finding ways to stay busy
They were busy doing nothing
I got so much on mind look

the right way
But now you're on the side of the enemy
I can't believe you were a friend to me
Carry on carry on carry on
There's nothing I can say to you
Move

trust easy and it shows
Nobody can get the real me
Just my bitch right by my side, too scared to let you inside
Can't nobody kill my vibe
Are you the one

the chit chat
People dialing always tryna call
I reflect on all my flaws
Finding ways to stay busy
They were busy doing nothing
I got so much on my mind look

then quantumly I know that I don't exist
Cause nothing ever had to touch itself
So matter had to know it's selves
What if all the crime in the world was

in the clouds but feeling lower by the daily
So I'm putting down all the edibles, only smoke on the medical
Got too much in front of me, can't be

the chit chat
People dialing always tryna call
I reflect on all my flaws
Finding ways to stay busy
They were busy doing nothing
I got so much on mind look

I know that I think too much
My head comatose with every touch
You're always gonna be my crutch
I showed you my weakness
How can I defeat this

then quantumly I know that I don't exist
Cause nothing ever had to touch itself
So matter had to know it's selves
What if all the crime in the world was

money
Cause that's really all I could see
It ain't really nothing personal
This is physical piracy
I already put together a play
Just needed extra hands
I

Ha ha
Don’t fw y’all niggas fr
Y’all keep testin me on these tracks 
Steady doin too much
Why you keep playin with me

I don’t like none of y’all

on a song
You probably won’t be found 
Too much shade being thrown 
Let me chop the tree down
And them pussy niggas mayne 
You gotta stay away from
They’ll

Chorus
All these niggas frontin
All these niggas frontin

Hook
Frontin so much 
You don’t got a back

All of these lies 
You tell in ya raps

I know

to stay
And tell me that I'm okay
But no one could handle it
Maybe I'm too much for them?
Maybe I'm not one of them?
Maybe I won't love again?
Maybe I'm not

realized then that life is too short
Just another day when a killer in the court
Sitting in my car heard the news report
The killer didn't wanna pay child

make it up the canyon
When the sky is clear
You'll see the ocean
Too much champagne
Still feeling nothing
Up there you're still the same
Drinking

chapter closed

Too much on the line
There's nothing to decide
Quit it with the lies
You hide behind your pride
You think that I'm alone
The gang is by my

and low bone 
Bring on the maids and a bullet train 
It's a brief encounter 
In room 753 
The ceremony made so much sense 
But her eyes were too big for me

niggaz offset
Too much drip these niggaz upset
They gon hate the shit i do next
Want a mil but still touchin a grand
I need the bread in my hand
Like cable