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seen her face
 She over there looking like she know me. (Nah bruh ain't never seen her before)
So I approached slowly. 
Shawty hella bad  no lie the type

even being ugly

Pleas don’t puff my weed, nah
It was said by my greed, yeah
Bad bitch, bottle henny, good blunt is all i need
No love and no feeling but

that I'm about to be signed by one of the biggest pop producers at that time, my mother is sitting next to me and she couldn't be less impressed. She's

belief in a God

The point I’m tryna make is no rewards afterlife
So if we ain’t believe would we strive to live right?
Would it still be important, for us

to amaze with your inner beauty
With all your clothes on still doing something to me
Supreme queen of dreams my heart sings
I'm the coach, you the star

chat to my bars, boobs, teeth
Or the way that I'm dressing

Foreplay or you won't score player
I will show you the door player
Let you know I'm the core

Gods mercy Im still here he had this man covered, now I cant live my life in vain when my dad suffered, in the word cause I gotta keep my mind strong,

armor on, and im in tune no i wont screw this up
The bible gives me direction im preparing for war
No matter whats in store, im covered by the blood

our fault
By now I'd be lying, regret all I'm taught
But something is different, it's you and the thought 
It's dragging me up yeah it's all that I got

tell me i’m fine so i guess that i feel no pain
These tears burns my cheeks like acidic rain
Drowning in the downpour and it’s still coming
Slam

cage|Boy, you shoulda seen me fly|I ain't into keeping still |And watching life go by|I've the whole world at my feet|I skip along to my own beat|That's just

to the flo when she vent to me
Clear she been holdin this
When will it end
I'm getting older im very content
Chip on her shoulder she carry within
We not

We just gon ride to this one
If you gotta bad bitch
Tell her get shotgun

If you got some good weed
Tell her roll it
Your job is to make sure yall

She love how I lean and shoot
She love I'm a savage
Phone do mathematics
Babe come hold this package
N Fly it on low packs in bulk plug gimme dem

the puppeteer (Heh)
Trump’s gone, but I’m still here
Cotton thread twisted with American sin
New marionettes pulled by the same old strings
The Hollow Men

(Brrow)
Out the way, but I'm still prolly in the mix
Wock'y, I'ma sip
Got me feeling godly in this bitch
(Phew, phew, yeah)

Widebody, don't know where

the mansions bruh
I got them kis
Ten a ki from Fresh and Atrice bruh

[Baby]
I know niggas think bad
Cause the people ride fast
I got 5 strikes
I'm going

Going in the roads not going in
Going in I got to keep going in

Who's the hardest out of
London City that's me
Even when i'm driving i'm still

low
Got to  lose myself to find my role
I'm always kid never stop growing


Have a lot to accept i got to know
Don't be fooled by dolls or shine of gold

and directionless heap
Of words I never said because of your will to listen so weak
Blaming me morally for what was wrong chemically
I know all of this is so foreign

A particular night at the place I reside
Heard choppers in the sky but they wasn't passing us by
It stood for a while and for some odd reason I could

and fear overpowered by His blood
Yes all the glory to Your name
And all Your children will proclaim
Glory to the one who looked at man and called it good

on a binge 
But I'm proud to say the man has handled it well 
Hes Been right by June's side while they travel through hell 
And I know she had the same

love
I knew the feeling was mutual from the first time that we crushed
It's been rough, and I'm sorry for the pain I put you through
Late nights when