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pussy
Boy you out of order
You see me
I be moving by my lonely nigga
I don't trust a word
Boy I'm from the Show-Me nigga
I'm going straight to the league

go to get real high
This the road that we can go to get real high
Say it with me now
Yeah, she married to the money and the vibes
Lil' baby let me come

the hardest
Just the truthful excuse of an artist
I'm not above it
I'm just the songbird let God do the judgin'
Workin' with fire I stay out the dungeon
Lookin'

her down
Man she's too damn good for me
But thank God, honestly
But really let's be truthful, she's just too far out my league
Not talking just

nothing more than a disappointment

Forgive me for what I've done
You begged for this. I can't regret it any longer

God, I'm done
You begged for this but I

triple
Just keep u some metal
Kuz this could get messy
A slip up a kill ya
God damn
Helicopters in the sky
Can't tell me that pigs don't fly
Ay
Helicopters

to stay
Don't play with me
Don't play with me
Oh my god
Hopping out the Bentley coupe
Got a brand new girl and she the best, yeah
Flex flex flex flex on you

to take me out but I have god on my side
Always walking on the road with thorns because they  never wanted to give me the ride
I choose who I get in

Ganja on my mind im psychedelic Roll a relli you can't tell me
That to sell it should record for me a felon
Need it no not really but I like to touch

get this cake
I thank God i ain't had to use my K
Niggas came and went but I am here to stay
They want me to drop I told these fuck niggas wait
I got

You really on it
I been away I turned that pussy to a loner
Swear to god I hope you never out here loaning
Cause I won't cap that shit just might just

your place
No
These days I be getting so cold
These demons coming out yeah they getting so bold
Im tryna flying straight yet
They want me to fold
See I

whoever wid him cuz I ain't need a nigga
Hard to fix my problems feeling like I need some therapy
Shout out to my mama I know she'll always be there for me

like everything you told me was a fucking lie
Why the fuck I might do a drive by if i see you with him
I swear to god I get like that
You get down like

Skinoo Gang
Skinoo Gang
Skinoo Gang in this bitch
Baggs in this hoe
My nigga mal in this bitch
Produced by Kam
Kiddkamm to be exact
Bj yo lil rapping

like I don't care but deep in my mind
She fucked me up I need the suicide hot line
God damn This bitch has got me feeling butterflies

No lie Your siren

put me in a casket
That’s a subtraction, I’m crazy bastard
That was killed by my demons, the world that I’m leaving
Leave the track bleeding, I am so

pronounce ya fuckin name
You bastard tryna try me
Can’t match me and my god damn pain
Got nottin to say u way too sane      
That´s why ya music fake as fuck,

love me or if its for their own conscience
The angels have flew away now there’s no one watching me
Used to believe in God but now I’m not so sure of my

you-why you rewind?
Two words and a rhyme
So give me the time
Gotta get the beat into my brain so that my DNA aligns
One god tell me why you gave me this

I pass by
And the media starting to give me bad vibes
They’ll tarnish ya name spreading out all these sad lies
And I don’t get it I thought you was

Wake up, time to die
Will I get shot by Rachel or Ironhide?
Who'd have thought op disguised was Alpha 5?
Ayiyi, fear, blue lights shall incite
I've

to channel God 
I'm at odds, cause these signals got me blinking 
Really got me thinking 

I need more, a feeling just to feed more 
Caught inside your ego

hard to see
But Jesus holds me in His arms
I've been blinded by attacking me 
He comforts me because I battle with low self-esteem
But I've been loved,