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You won't leave my mind do you get the picture
If you ever leave you know that imma miss ya
We do this all the time I think that it fits ya
Let's go

The Numbers
Constancy
To make It It was Meant to be
Read My Letters Legably
An my secrets Secretly
From VCR To DVD
You Not Smarter Than The Tv Be
This Harder

wearing bathing ape
Might wear a bally my fave too bait
Or put on a bape with a zipped up face
More time My kryptonite is cake I crave bunda want a taste
I

deserve to be treated right
But I still want you

I wish I could take the things you did me
put it in a bottle, throw it to the sea
take back the secrets I

Welcome to my world
Where numbers come alive
In this 3D Realm
Where synchronicities thrive
Angels whisper secrets
Putting numbers ‘for our eyes
We’re

the sideways
So I need mine

Chasing money by the second
Niggas bullshitting, wasting time
Put a waste to grind
Hate fine

I'ma be a millionaire before my body

trying to see me on the weekends
Guess it's that time of the season
But I don't be messing with secrets
She asked me what are we?
And I just told her we

ride, they swing through space and time
Defenders of the galaxies, they make the planets shine

Oh, the funky magic monkeys, in their colourful space

it!

[Verse 1: Druuzy ]
Look i'm the realest one I know, tell them crackers not to play
I got secrets on me that i'm carrying right to the grave 
16,

vibe, as long as you're a rider. 
Get you high, wait, where'd I put the lighter?
Time goes by and we pulled an all-nighter. 
Wish I could go back

and no one else 
Can I share my secrets with you 
And you won't tell no one else 
 Can you hold it down or will you kiss and tell

Bridge
No friends in

It's time to say goodnight, a six of distincts we couldn't buy 

Secrets behind your eyes, between the Lord, you and I 

Yeah, it seems we're out

FcM OVER GcNG, Fuck the streets
I've been tired of seeing niggas getting killed
How you riding around trying to say you active
Passing by the house

them to indulge in their secret selves
(It's math) 1 plus 3/5 divided by 2
cnd you wonder why your parents think less of you
See me, I'm like Carrie

Krishna, New York Times™
 
I’m waiting for your sign
For your secret code.
Call it on my phone, 
Come and take me home.
 
We don’t want no trouble.
We don’t

inside blocking out full potential
The secrets that we learn to hide for us to be essential
Only a sick as your secrets; I am fucking mental
By the end

well
Spent two months time going through hell
Share your secrets, I do not tell
I got my own, put 'em in jail
Keep it on lock, set up in cells
They can't

much better
All about the pleasure
You aint never rushed me
But each time you touched me
Here's what I want you to do

[Chorus]
Take me by the hand

on the street are fucking dying
Children traumatized in school by violence
Everyone is always so divided
I look at D.C. like is anyone even trying
Every week

Slam all the shutters get me my noose
It's time to kick back some of that jungle juice
I take my medicine ice-cold and black
Dispensed so freely by

Generation: Hate

Memphis May Fire

Challenger

be this is just an escape from all your insecurities?
Could it be your deepest secret is you wish that you were me?

Tell me what is it with this

that treating me now bet not switch up after I get my dimes. 
Bitch, don’t be wasting my time. 

(Ay)
Hating ass nigga, do I make you mad? 
Got 8 kids,

you've been doing blow

If you check your phone in secret
Do you think that I don't know?
I can even tell by the way you dress
That you've got a date with

the secret place I'd escape to
Felt that all my pain was a way I could relate to
Back in grade school
Hung up the phone with a dial tone saying that I hate you