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didn’t still love you so much
Why can’t we forget what we want to forget?
 
VERSE Time flows like a river racing to the sea.
Our house stands like

the spot i'm going dumb like

But you know that really thugs cry too
In the dark when no one's there's want you to really slide through
Find truth tell

Everyone wants to hold you
They don’t know your name
You see them going by
But they don’t know your name

The silence starts to crack
A media attack

their back on me
Now they want amends
They just talk a lot, what the fuck is up?
See that i got bands now they wanna be my friend
Go to Murda Worth fuck

Chorus:
Gucci Fendi Prada she want like a hundred bags 
Not gunna lie I’m still trying to get to a 100 bags 
Sesh with the lads and I smoked like

a create a whole new faith
Like demon, di pussy get exercise
Ride off pon mi koki like enterprise
Ah new name pon it/ pussy get gentrified
How you want your

IT UP ROLLIN UP ROLL IT UP STICK UP DA SPOT MAN YOU KNOW WASSUP/BACK EM DOWN WON’T GET TOO CLOSE TO US THIS AIN’T NO RANGE HOPPED OUT UBER TRUCK/PAPER

the back now she stick happy 

Gotta run up that check 
Gotta run up that check 
Gotta skirt in that vet 
Gotta skirt in that vet 
Rodman with that text

Peter to pay Paul 

Jogging around blocks headphones on I’m tryna stay strong

I’m getting older so I see things differently 

I been alone, so you not

tell by the way I be snapping
I’m the type to post pics with no caption 
With most I don’t like interacting 
I sit back and just watch all the acting 
I

Everybody wants to know what different really means
I think I know now, I think I know now
Lying on my back in this white room, in this white bed
I

roll with me 
Movin’ way too loose turn off your location
Theses op boys way too neeky
Fuck this ting I need a vacation 

Need to fly this pack by

of America
Let freedom ring till they judge us by our character
Them letters and them pictures go a long long way
My nigga did so much sliding he was a demon

might slide by campton,
Late night cruise and we jammin
Said i love my family but i aint feelin dandy until i win a grammy

Need some affirmation need me

to shine
You might need some glasses cause I'm shining too bright
Since day one they said I had it all 
But what they didn't know was how I would fall
I was

a Bastard Child.

Ain’t no way around it, it’s just the truth.
But every time I put these words together know that it’s for you.
I’m just a Bastard Child.

that I’m a baller
I don’t wanna politic but I got her by the collar
I just really want the neck then I’m gone imma holler
I won’t bother with the next

were you never be 
Surrounded by my Pedigree
 Conversations about some brick numbers 
And Other Things
I’m in all black rite now 
When I grab the top

jeans from my girls closet, guy liner by Maybelline I smudge it on my eye socket.

You can find me in the mosh pit, swinging my arms and looking like

want, how dumb.

The sad, will stay, if you never say,
that I miss him, and I think about it every day.

why does it always rain here, heavy clouds

to our melody Dance to our melody
It's telling there's still hope alive
But only if we would want to see

The chains that hold us back are in our minds
But

givin' out once chance
While yo' lyin' on the ground, and yo' blood is leakin' out
You can watch me do my dance

Always catch me winnin', I'ma need

will kill a poser/ your Venom hardly potent; Topher/ are you a god?; Gozer/ (Dan) Aykroyd alien minded brown man/ with eyes on the universe I scan/ under

got time
To get paid by the day
So I ain't got time 
For no fake ass hoe
Waste a nigga life
Then back in the streets
Niggas want vengeance
Better come