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grief, cook that batch!
And you will see
I finally see what you mean by levels now
Fuck these niggas with a passion
These n***as bitches, they actin' just

your wounds
And opens your eyes

(Call me by your name a sinner or immensely fake
I'd like to bury the hatchet deep into your face
Call me son or call it

I stopped thinkin' with my gun, better choices for my son
Thirty thousand on my charm, forty more up on my arm

Jewelry hittin' in the sun, I'm

chậm
Kiếm cho nhiều tiền t còn tính lên thêm cả hình xăm
Không còn cô đơn, mỗi tối khi về phải hơn 100
T đã tô sơn, bức tranh nghệ thuật này hơn 1 năm

always say that no matter how far you stray, your mind is the same distance from your heart
You can't tell me I'm not happy
This is what happy looks like

give them boys a Oscar, they act like it ain't hurt me

Let me get that off my chest, never come back and come correct
My son life was more important,

She tried to get rid of that shit by obtaining a title
Calls herself the queen of bitches, but ain't more than a pawn
She has a nine to five, so she is

Yeah
Look
At this point i'm ready for it all
The good, the bad, and the hideous
No more question marks for when things get mysterious
I'm serious

rich gang bring out them lambo trucks
Blue suede, blue suede we bout to bang the bus
Knuckle to your temple like my patna it ain't no trouble son
This

fuckin' blow
I don't give no fucks about a hater, tell 'em "LMAO"
Run it back to back, I can't be 'feated by a fuckin' foe
Brodie always on the shrooms,

Ain't no more filter on my eyes cause I took the time to heal
So I can't wait for a meal, look, we can't wait for the deal
And we've convinced ourselves

first at you in baby steps
My fathers son my mothers warrior

I'm the best thing since slice bread
Got a new body over dice for bread
Old bodies over

And I don't really understand it
I ain't gon' lie man that shit be doing damage
Caught in the middle just like a net, no Serena man I'm Selena's son

us
I'm just waitin' till we on one
They said the world is mine
Man, I think that I was God's son
No more waitin' till the time come
I'ma have these

and watered down drinks
Were you expecting more?
Than plastic glasses glasses sipped by plastic girls
Lets just hope for an encore
Now the bouncer says "No not

peace
Bring a piece to my melody
Tryna reach a peak
Yeah you'll peak

But you'll never see
Night son, the gardens
Are guarded by my monsters
I took them

Oh, hell naw, bruh, cause when I say I get tougher by the L,
They probably think I'm just saying that shit just to say that shit
But I really mean

it
I'm bout a Bill like it's Miller
Hand in the air like I'm hitler nigga
I don't take no pride in the best rapper alive
I'm like them old wanted signs

called me by my name when I was feeling lonely
Billions of people in this world but he still knows me
If the son sets, you free you gone be free indeed
He

O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth

that she loved me
"Baby you are still the same"
"You're my son after all
No matter who you are
You are loved"
How I jump
The weight just fades away
To be

really done when the casket close
Is there more to it when you finally crack the mold
Can you see how the Son defies the math of old
Take heed here's

to the world,
Y’all know what we gotta do (what),
Tell all the world,
No more mourning nor the pain,
like a shepherd that lead all the sheep
Wiping the tears,

girl
Man I see through your lies
Every single time a nigga looks in those eyes
And I don't smoke no more
Sure I miss the taste of feeling like