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directions, I'm split down the middle getting torn up
Blinded by the strobe lights, instagram filters and the forced love
How come the effort don't count but

love was a gun, and worked like Cupid's arrows
I'd be shootin' us both for fun
You're the one for me and I can't believe everything that we've done
In my

mind a lady by my side, you feel me
Just looking for that Bonnie to my Clyde, you feel me
I'm tryna be boo'd up, when she in the mood just
Hit me when

dreams
Dollar dollar bills on my mind
All I'm thinking bout is time
I'm addicted to the grind
This just how I live my life

I give a fuck about your mood

dusk
Loves to wave at the drivers coming past, especially rush hour

You know, he knows most of them by name
And, well, they often stop off, see how he's

the emotions pain of all sorts?
cuz i love a man who dont love me of course

CHORUS

VERSE
pbs, joe conrad bill moyers
john crichton aeryn soong n moya
anything

be loosing it often
Was disobedient but learned to behave
The fam was questioned by reactions and mood swings
I recognize the agony and pain that my

Even when I ubereats, that's my way to go
I be on my job like it's paying all my bills
Scrolling thru my beatstars and looking for the deals
Traded in my

it up, bill it up
Smoke my zoot, till I kill a sigh 
Smile so straight like invisalign
Lady like mood when i come alive
Thick fog in my room, it's

No more social media for me
Find me in the block...

Chasing sum' cars
Sum' money 
Not h*es

Got a whole
Lot of dogs
By my side
On the hunt

Trynna

searching for the truth
And I'm fitting the bill
We roll through this town
Like we're sitting on clouds
The neighbors hearing the noise
While we're smoking

time issa drop. Is there something I didn’t prove, I had scales for grams, of food, natural born hustler, there isn’t something I didn’t move, 3 bills

be go be
We no day use by force
Some day hustle like this
Hustle for money like this
But steady we day hustle
So we fit survive street
If you wan flex

so real, the type to split a bill by fifty-fifty
Ain't like the ho's with agendas, and moving really gritty
You got your standards, but far from being

Ascending inside a dream we been living
Member of me again, remember living in rented
Apartment buildings, bills overdue, tomorrow's christmas
Momma

a brick move
Y'all just been too lazy that's a shit mood
I can't feel you (uh)
If I did a verse for free
Don't you worry
I won't bill you
Hit the back end
I

of streets


Jeleousy like Judas, roaming with u
Jesus is love, but accepting by few
Brainwashed youth, need to be look
Before they deviate from their route

iffy so I stay distant
Don't compare me to them niggas who be gang switching
Always stickin' by the niggas who I came with
Beast mood
Gotta keep my

top of all achievements
And there’s something bout them trees keeps our minds at easy and
We fly for fun in the seasons, islands them tropical breezes

Nah can't nobody silence me
Where ever the fuck I go, I'm profiled
Look at my fuckin' hair look at my skin bruh (We love it)
This shit, I can't take

and I looking out for Me
I keep myself centered like gravity
Thats over your head like my balcony
Niggas be doubting me
Misery love company
I'm feeling

swear that I'm revitalized
Better than guys I idolized
And I don't have no time for lies
Surrounded by these lullabies
They sing along like lullabies

and mood swings then do trips

girls that love to talk ‘bout money and mood swings then do trips

For all of the times that I was meant to see
But I was just

(Bills Production)
Can I hit it in the morning?
Lights out, we starin at the ocean
White sand and mosas by the deuce
While I'm sittin right next