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was a widow god-  his ginome
Little by little
We grew with the people
Ndalo and myself yeah we did it for the people!
You do it for the people
He did it

bro now I’m depressed
But when I share my feelings niggas always be pressed
I love him I can’t touch it I’m still reaching
Took some time by myself

it
Honestly I'm getting over this
By using all my talent
Probably you gonna end up pissed
cause I been rapping bout it
But I gotta talk my shit
Cause

me
Usually, I would get mad, that's the old me
Nah that's the old me
Yea started making music by the age of 10
I had the motivation but it came

of the
In the middle of the woods alone
Sit out, roll out the red carpet
Have a picnic, by myself

Maybe I'll pack up my guitar
Bring up my guitar in

you back I'm writing you this song
I've never got along with anybody this good
I don't wanna jinx myself, I better knock on wood
I thought that love was

finna die see
Therefore I'm winning this rightly
Celebrate by eating a lychee
Don't you understand that there's nobody like me
I'm the eighth wonder

ever get sick, Just sicker I'm loving the way
We self improve keep hopping all day
Got my song with the streams getting bigger OK
With Mensing

Don't hold back if you want it
I been hungry for this shit since the moment that it started
And ain't no stopping me
Put it on plate I take it day by

smoke
This for my dogs who stood by when I was broke
And everyone who had me penciled in as a fucking joke

I came out on some weak shit
Didn't get

just tipsy
Oh there he go again
Making those songs again
Man they got ya son up in
Needa do some duck duck goin
Instead of all that hoe-ing
Distractions

embracement
Swallowed by my morbid thoughts
Infinite songs from far beyond
My dreams becomes my light

Riding forth the zenith winds
As I traverse through

done
Dirty by the homies
I just wanna make every song
With passion
And yeah my cloths smell like dank
That's high fashion
She said she want the same drip

This loss nearly killed me
And I found myself dancing with the devil
I feel shipwrecked on the open sea
Surrounded by the water not your open arms
I

Greetings Gods and Goddesses
I go by the monicker of F1b0nacc1 the Fountainhead
And I'll be your worldwide anthropological tour guide this evening

with bad luck
I noticed that my momma wasn't by my side
I opened up my door and I saw the lights
My entire family in the living room
My aunt calls me

all dat shit, I just kinda want you to myself
Though you ain't realize it, When I needed you you gave me help
Thats why you got this song, I promise

to leave the words in rubble
Not a fan of trouble
The mellow peace maker
But if you're faker
I turn into a bone breaker
I want an acre
For me and all my

fill it with Carrie, I’m telekinetic, you better move from me
Fuck this beginning, is blurry and spooky, it took me this long, took myself just to push

week was the normal
Polish those shoes, wear decent, don't forget the tie if you want to look formal
We sang along to the Sunday school songs
Listened

it’s real what he done said to us
Treated him like family now I wish he was hit by a bus
I been fucked up too many times Yeah I can’t have no trust
I got

Fuck it
Fuck it
That’ll probably get cut out
Fighting with the narcissism with me and my friends
These aren’t songs
They’re thoughts that I’ve put

all day when I'm writing songs
Not in the right mind sometimes and I know it's wrong
And I ain't perfect I won't be for anybody
I'm chasing it to make

while you keep the gates I don’t wanna wait no more
Riding solo
Jason Derulo
Anger by the boatload
Blind like Marco Polo
Now you tryna shake me up
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