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crush 
& you rap rap, where your platinum plaque? 
Swear I walked by the mirror & it sad 
“What’s to it?” 
Ooh shit, damn I look good 
Sometimes need free

you by the hips just know I ain’t no saint

You know I’m no saint you stuck in my brain
You got my head spinning you playing those games
Like fuck is

to catch her tears. 
Principles is  backward blame your own downfall 
Little do you know I done ducked and lost it all 
And then I lost my son 
Sent away

I know that I hurt you 
I know that I put you through it 

I know that you know 
That I know you know 
She ain’t it 

You know how I’m rockin
You

the wheels move
You fuckin with a real dude
Baby why you trippin?
When I hit it we can chill too
Butchu know I can't heal you
'Cause I'm broken myself

comes quick but that
Wasn't the ultimatum we made 'em
Doing dirty by never trying to face 'em
Case one, too quick to face blunts
Never wanna face us

up cuz I'm startin to lose it (starting to lose it)
Get the dub nigga ion like losin (oh)
I'm sparking up need the cash for the movement
And I (I),

I'm not like you
And that's a reason
I like you
I like you
And all that you got to do
Is just stay like you
True
And i ain't even gonna
Ask if you

getting jealous cause I have something they don't
Is it money, is it talent, is it a place to home
Family to call my own
All this favor on me cause I serve

like a gathering such as this to
Put you in a good mood
Family, oh yeah I see over there
Alright, you made it in one piece
Only through God's good graces

by my side
Just Too much pain to hide
No point in living the lie
I know nothing is fine
Can see it all in my eyes

the great
Mighty the great
Mighty the great
How could you hate
Mighty the great
On Mighty the great
I could end it here
But I'm tryna take it over there
Take

shit over
Subscription Fashion Nova
Only thing left of her
Magazine and bamboo coasters
Laid out on the hard wood
With my fingers mangled
Ain't too

lifestyle you trash
You'll tell 'em money ain't everything so just keep the faith
But then you're still ruling over them like you're Henry The Eighth

They be

she like the way I blow her back out
Supposed to be a thug made your girl tap out
Bodied by a singing nigga
You ain't think that I could bring it nigga

attacks
Keep the fuckin' party out my face
Cause I ain't part of that
Record the vox and then convert it
No need to send it over do
It on my own I'm certain

CNN, it's all run by the Jews, yeah

Why you wanna punish me?
Why you wanna punish me? What did I do?
What did I do?

Educate yourself, Mr black Man

play
It's feel like a Sunday morning
Hollywood dream feel so unreal
There's no use crying over split milk
No good for me
I don't wanna be here
I'm

First things first
I'm just trying to get a meal
It's a simple curse
If you don't know how to heal
I got hella pictures
Hella faces I can't name
I'm

literally
It ain’t over till I say it 
50 cent get rich or die trying
Niggas wanna know what I’m buying
Yellow Lambos bitch, I’m lying (No I’m lying)
That was

with substance
Ain’t nobody over here mumbling
Heard you wanna start a new chapter
Never judge a book by its cover
Just call me Malcom in the middle,

Another broken home

Where communication is over thrown 

Just a shadow in the room

Voiceless  

Like no ones home 

Quiet thoughts

Echo’s through

The walking stick is my stylist
What you hiding for
Been abusing the kids
Zim is the best
That ain't a quiz
It's a statement I live
Handle the trauma of being

By a bitch who got cheat codes
Found my heart got it repoed
What don't you understand
My time alone is so valuable
Creating something unstoppable
Guess