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Give me some time, going home in a 'Rari
Tired of fake friends saying they sorry
I was down bad and they don't even help
Making me question myself
Can't

Today’s the day
I’m gonna speak my mind I’ve gotta have my say
Sick and tired of all those doubting me
Trying to make me change
Got my shades
And my

rehabbing
Give your son a science tour
Like, "Kid, in order for Glu
(e) to work, it always needs time to cure"
I’m a felon on the run
Check the melanin I’m

Gotta stay cooking and dish up these Ls for all of the enemies

I'm tired of all of the people who constantly mess with my energy
By now you should know

wanna see me, I went through The Storm but still I rise
You won't find me nowhere but my Brodie's side
We Never give up steady we roll the dice
Am tired

on sneakers
Before they crossed me I peeped it
Looked for ways to get even
You was playing games but I beat it
I was fighting my demons
I was tired of getting

the Stan or Francy
Really should've made a plan B
Four fives off, now the junkies thank me
We ain't never been Berlin
I was way too young in the German

bye bye
Changing off the top when you see me no tye dye
4x (The farewell song) la da Da Da Da Da

Barf butt smear your campaign awkwardly, that's gross,

on past lives) If I give tha time lines view
Subconscious made conscious by My minds IQ
Middle Pillar dual perception (Focus) Mines times 2 (From

finger
Why not bear every scar as your armour
Hospital gowns as battle jackets
With our backhands bruised by cannulas
And tangled in cheap white bedsheets

to grab your hands
You took me back to R's when I told you I was staying with a friend
I never told you this

Soon after everything fell apart, I texted you

Take your seats, it's time to shuffle up and deal
I came to ruffle some feathers, I don't give a fuck how you feel
Y'all be on some Scooby-Doo shit,

All you sheep follow that washed up loni / she goes by the last name Henry and  first name Bonnie / 
As she’s rolling up hard fucking cruising her bike

so high
And I’ll serve your whole class like airplane food
Dude
You don’t even know me
I’m trying to do my own thing
Don’t try to be my homie
When I

When I'm 40
Life's gonna be easier
I'll have a family, mortgage, bank loans and a home computer

It's cool to be 40
I'm gonna get comfortable
Give me

She said this town is killing me
all I remember are a thousand faces
I was blind but now I see
just give me some time child, and I’ll take you places

punks think I give a fuck? (NOPE)
You take one look at this gut
And think I automatically suck cause I'm
Nice but no rapper tight but no Mathers
I could

Even Love left Cobain brainless 
Aimless in his purpose 
Ask your self is it worth it ? 
To give up eternal bliss for the  fleeting prophane...
Ye said I

your first and my last name til the fat lady sings
And as a king (that’s me)
It ain’t shit to get to spoilin’ my queen 
What  you wanna see
Where you

back with a torch lit
You're getting old so you forfeit
I'm getting overs, the storm hit
My entire life you ignored it
I'm getting tired of your shit
Oh

be so vain (Hey)
If you speak your mind to power, you could never lose your name 

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Huh

My girl told me she tired of all my shit my

say I'm fine, but that's just a lie
But isn't it always?, so let me rephrase
It's not ok, I just wanna die (Ando mal del coco)
When life gives you

Voices in my head told me don't let em forget you
You still a little boy until you doing what men do
That's looking out for your whole family with

Woah, we ain't give a fuck where you from who you be, who your people them be
How long they been knowing you
Nah, nah nah we ain't give a fuck about