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forsaken castaways
too numb to feel
desperate for the touch
we're missing it so much
I feel like crashing into someone
just to see if they can feel hurt like

get it 
Unpack it like a New Critic 
Live big, liberally balled, James Carville (groan) 
Meet your mom at the mall, Robin Sparkles 
Those lines don't

ain't talking bout the goddamn motor
Yeah, she getting folded like a motherfuckin' school folder
It ain't too much room for me and you the Glock gone make

minister
In walked her dad
He started drinking coffee
Too much sugar on the go
He fell dead on the floor
He thought the coke was sweet'n'low

Are you

Everyday BroI saw your videos,they are worst than clickbait.By the time you're reading this it's already too late!Wait up.Hold still.While I bash your head

don't be lifting weights

Everybody eats, I got too much on my plate
If they ever say it's beef, pull up cooking niggas like steak
Securing the bag, it

You can't read me I am not a book
All the things I gave you took
Left me without a second look
Drinking so much I feel like a fish
It's a big problem I

Even after he dead
I keep my circle clean
Like she never had sex
Minus one, minus three
Minus six, that's 10
As much parasites
I can fucking disinfect

got the mince and
I am the big man, all about FIGJAM
High on the stakes
Go by with my kinsman, fry up a steak
All in a non stick pan, I don't wanna get

me
Roll back roll up smoke a pound with me
Too much cool
Maybe just an ounce baby
Just tell me you'd be down if we
Just pack our bags get away
Ignore

I’m kiba, it’s too much I got a plethora 
Got juice all in my double cup, cus I can’t fuck with lean 
Finna take some perc 30s, had enough of being

to my past, for what
I remember when I got played like a fuckin' slut
Now I'm comin' up, I ain't trippin' off a
Fuck
Big blunts blazin' up, nigga what

a shot
Bring her one too
She a big bad woman
Sexy real hot
At the chill spot
I want her real bad Oh yeah
She stick out her tongue
Yeah shawty bad as hell

got niggas 'round me to go help?

I didn't think, and I'ma let y'all thinking that I'm clowning
'Boutta make a-wait a minute I can't say too much, I'll

here to move
What you got in mind
Baby don't take too long to choose
Live life by the one way
Might crash and burn
Room for one more in the coupe baby

bitch bitch’s As sucker leakers without no pussy
Mother fucker lied too much bokoudo nan o cia ah
Attached sin to my ancestors tracked them in past life

We love you Perc
Aye, Hit the block once I go back for another one
Flashin' too much I just went bucked another gun
Switch on the back you can never

fear
Telling you too much you don't need to hear
You said you lied so I cannot be here with you

You, tell me why you wanna lie to me
I just want to go

Of the finest Pinot Grigios
Maybe I'm just thinking highly
One hell of an ego
It could've been a bender
Where the homie really went big
Got too fucking fubar-ed

world has all but ended
It gets too much I need that touch
Of her hand to see me thru
It's Saturday Night we walk out to the park
She take on this habit

in verses but he don't talk about himself
Too much
His strong hands seem to fit like they were always meant for mine
When we touch does he get the same

Yeah, I've been searching for a way that I can profit
off this rap shit and I ain't stopping Been looking for options to make it big
And change

We built too many walls
But not enough bridges
Isaac Newton
Peep game there's no strength
If there's still division
See the ones in control this know

account that only hold me for a day
Cause' I'm at the mall blowing it all on my bae
I get higher than high on my days off
I buy it by the pound from