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apart

I step back, time to analyze the Situation
Real talk, shawty messing up my Reputation 
Always known for putting Things into perspective 
But she's

to the gold n you it goes Imma do what I want so just do what you can
Alright
BIRDSHITT get hit from the skies
Defying the time while inside of my mind
I told

brighter days
And by the way, Shekinah told me a long time ago that I would find a way
To be heard
The studio is my personal hideaway
I ain't proud

Someone Like You

Kat

Someone Like You

2019

But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it
I had hoped you'd see my face
And that you'd be reminded that for me, it isn't over

Never mind, I'll

Isn't it ironic how I thought you were the best for me but I feel better with you off my mind?
Isn't it ironic how I thought you would invest in me

In the ride on the on the 'I-15', never felt so alive
Down to ride by my side, and I look her in her eye
Tell her everything alright
Kicking it with

lace
Had a couple shots with the chase
I want you right here, right now
Send my mind baby up in the deep white clouds
I want you and no one else
Let me

grammar (aye, aye)
But grandma used to rock all gold when she go to church (preach)
She don't ask me why this gold be hangin' all on my shirt (preach)

to get ahead
I guess she a mind freak

I'm Dizzy, hippy
And trippy off of the voodoo
Hang loose in Honolulu I'm
Smokin' takin' a booboo
They tell me do you

team
And imma get it all and get it all by any means
Imma hustler
Imma find a way
Ain't check my watch but I can promise I got time today
I'm comin' for

started getting closer
Going up and down like roller coaster
Hanging in my mind just like a poster
Hanging on my side just like a holster
Then it got so

then I od again
It's hard to pretend like she doesn't care
And she despises my addiction she just can't comprehend
How someone adheres to all of these

back me up

Swear its gone back me up
I can do bad by my lonely
I dont need fake friends or homies 
These niggas faker than press on nails 
I done met

now look at the opps
They all on my line like we grew up together
Never was I blended by the hype
A nigga might be hittin different women every night

you can change em
I breathe life into instrumentals and I'm the person who made em
I sing the hook and leave em hooked my boy
This all entertainment
I

Only thing promised is I will die someday
‘Til then I gotta get it, get it one way
My bitch a diamond, she made for the runway
You buy her nudes, she

This shit Crazy, she gon make time for me
That's my baby, she up in the kitchen
Cooking rice and gravy
Baby vibe with, tryna kick it like

back-to back let that
Sync in your mind rhyme right, rhyme tight
Should've been signed twice
If this the outcome
I'm waiting on my next life roll the dice

(Hey Underaged)
(Why are you so sad?)
I've been going through a lot
(You dont have to be sad anymore, You know right ?)
So much on my mind
Cos you're

to my shorty
In case my PO try to troop me to the island
And if I start wildin', flippin' on niggas walkin' around
Wit' da nice gold medallions

But she

prayers
My penmenship is like a AK with extended clips
Production is like explosives that’s constructed by The Premonist
I see the vultures that would hover

Can you imagine a little girl
Standing so young
So bold
Cuz already She's cold
From seeing her moms get beat down
Day in
Day out
By them fake-azz,

Nectarine scent, she suckin on my pp

Abominable beats but the bars are phenomenal
Abdominal, call a hoe, hit her once, let her go
Whip the vette, skrt skrt

that’s my big statement
Where I be if I made the right decision?
If you was me yeah you still wouldn’t get it
You don’t know me you ain’t never