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supposed to be
And I love you for that
Cause you love me for me
And it ain't all about the cutty
But the cutty is great
Ain't talkin Scott if you late
Cause

Dodge Chargers stallin, 
Callin backup, seen em stack up on my door, about to breach, whats that teach
Preachin keep the peace before my demons free

I wish I believed in me like everybody else does
We can be anything but I'm in denial
I can't get off the speed
My heart is on trial
It's been about

a conclusion that maybe a
New normal is what we need

I've never felt so
Unsure about anything
My hopes and fears
Drawn and quartered

At least uncertainty
means

fucked all the demons out her call the reverend
Talkin that shit had to teach her a lesson
That's enough talk about hoes and vagina
Best of all time

my back like when I hit those 7 boxes
Ketamine, a bit of nitrous, and a gram of weed
Forget about the booze and blow, the DWI was inevitably -

hood could still get you killed
I used to stunt with a Cuban link
Don't give a fuck about what you think
Had to go off with my niggas
I'm almost

to the beat she say, "hardly"
I say that it's okay, I can get you started
Start by moving closer with the rhythm where my heart is
And girl I'm talkin' no

times
You're not by my side no more, girl that's my fault
Yeah that's my fault

Wonder if I leave, baby, would you still have my heart
I'm like is you

ain't just about a check
Ima leave some wealth for my sons kids
Put a billion down for my grand kids
What I'm building now built to last forever
Don't

all my niggas sippin' on that lean
In God we trust, money money I lust, bitches I don't trust, niggas I don't trust
Niggas talkin' shit, them guns

talking
But they don't offend us
It's still FTO
Cuz them niggas aint with us
We know some niggas
Now they gotta feel us
Every track I swear I gotta deliver

beautiful wife and that booty phat
She gon' kill me for dat
Roll a wood and I'm rolling it fat
2 grams or more what I'm meaning by dat
Just a kid from Akron
I

i will not give up or leave
I'd rather be chartering seas
Then talkin' about it like "i have a dream"
Cus Martain Luther taught me i was a king

you untrue
Neva knew till now that I loved you
I said I miss ya, I reminisce
Thinkin bout the times that we had, I can't forget
Think about the times in

had a bitch like this
Boss bih been steppin' , you can tell by the flick of the wrist

Niggas don't know what to do with me
Spoiling me all with some

he would cease to be a filty animal. Is that true?

[Jules:]
We' have to be talkin' 'bout one charmin' motherfuckin' pig.
I mean he'd have to be ten

hadda pass
See her goin round just showin off her ass
Tryna get a smash
Shit, I’m just tryna dash
I can’t fall in love man
It’s not what i’m about
Only

you know that ain't right 
You whalin like Moby Dick homie you ain't bout that life

Talkin about the whips you drive and all the women you been with

no, not i
I repeat not i
You know I'm about my spinach man I feel like Popeye
And yo girl told you to leave because I'm bout to drop by
Niggas looking

feet yeah? 
Tippy tappin' walking

We're not sleeping in the same room
I feel a sense of gloom
I try not to get consumed by it

In the time
I just cannot

ain't talkin' paper, nigga, don't run your mouth, ayy
Like, why the fuck you tell the business for some clout, ayy
If we came up the same, then what you

lookin like it
You kant judge a Book By da kover gotta look into tha writing
Talkin too muxh about drugs and guns how he got indixted
He ain't even really

on a hoe like you, you all mine
If I tell her ass to jump, she gon' ask me how high
Get her by the window, to steal Mabel's hot pie
When she lookin' at me, I