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Labels ain't been calling on my line
I put my bread up, invest my own time
Ya even had to do a little crime
But it's all good momma everybody fine

DJ Peek
Wrote a letter to my little dog
They got him still in the system
He talking about in there
You can't be talking about no gang
If you ain't

sippin dirty by the color of my beverage
Backwoods to the face im smoking gas i know you smell it
I know a secret to the top i hope you never tell it
Im in

their heads like air
I'll find your place and no debating
I will totally put you there
I have been strengthened I do what takes
Fueled by the rage that

Hoping to restore a little peace in my head
But every time I close my eyes, I hear my demons creep by my bed
They whispering my all failures and all my

Watching quiet
Can't let it go

Struggle too long can't take my shit
Little brown boy always goin' through it
Abandoned, searching for something
Fallen in

you ain't seen before

I got D'usse bottles
And my bad bitch model
Like we fuckin' hit the lotto
I'd be dead by tomorrow
If I went full throttle
Bring

no farewell my little boy
Say goodbye and don't you cry my little boy

It was a sunny day
When i learned to stand up
So fearful and afraid i held you

(Progress! Going thru a little mess, sometimes you want to get away? Well a little music can help you out sometimes, if you can just get into your

, I'm in the mood to have a baby, Infatuated
Last time I seen you, graduation, match made in Heaven
Temptation, separated by the devil, you got it girl

I

light him like a firework
Matter of fact
I probably sent my little bro for that light work
I got killers, you got clowns
Lil' nigga, we incomparable
Boy,

Brought a little something special for you today, why
Don't you sit down a little? My act's a build up
I'm a killa like Tom Riddle and this song's a Horcrux

The things that you say may not be to my taste,
The words of a veteran.
Now say to me â??You're included'.
The things that I do may not be to your

a planting party feel the joy
Bring your shovels and your hos
We raking up the rows
We Make a little hole
For the seed and its soul
And we place it back into

up covered tears and all you'd hide
What a pretty little nice disguise
Why you never told me I was fucked up
Maybe you did and I filtered it out
Baby I

corner) (squad)
I advise you all to stay up off that corner (still out here man, Vito City shit)
Shout out all my niggas on that corner

My Mama told

beat
My nigga Lyo in studio says
Kill this beat
I said oh yeah boy consider it done
I'm about to give you black music
Hands high
Put your hands in

and make them foolish
You can lose your train of thought by embracing the ruthless
When I was little I would put my headphones on and blast it
Only cds

don't get no where
But it feel like you got them first world problems
Walk down the street immediate flip on em
I Give my J a little change just so he

On Leave

A.D. Scott

Absolute Dopamine

2016

figured you was stressed
I came in to get a little stretch time 
You know the best kind (best kind) 
Yes I kill it by your bed side 
Pull up in the best

Lemme sit you down right quick
You think it’s okay that I’m out here like this
Praying to God to take down the facade
Some things can’t be missed
I

really am him
Little baby fine, she a dime, she a ten out of ten
Just stay by my side through hard times and I promise we'll win
Aye, yeah i'm with

Little Ben with decisions split in his head 
The future's feeling imminent n' he been feeling mislead 
An adolescences spent surrounded by his rich friends

to yourself can help
Even if at the end it's welp
Even if it was just a little
It can make you feel brittle
Or just tell yourself a riddle
Man i got the title