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Don't take the following words as reverence for tradition
I've learned to pick my battles by losing most I've fought
The more mores subverted,

at the urinals.
“you son-of-a-beach,” I said,
“you made Van Gogh blow himself away.”
He didn’t answer me.
Then he followed me out.
He walked away, following a young

I've been following you on IG seeing you traveling the world and shit that's crazy
Aw yeah I just went to Southeast Asia for a little bit it was tight

We going west just to ride the wave
Little cousin pass me my shades
Uncle always stay on my case
By now you figured out we at the cookout
DJ better

wasting it in sorrow
So I've been working on myself, have I made you proud?
I'm just looking for a signal that you're still around

Heavenly father, it's

know it's hard, but please, you're embarrasing me
Can you pretend I'm not around?

Each time I walk around the block
I feel the weight of people's

Don't take the following words as reverence for tradition
I've learned to pick my battles by losing most I've fought
The more mores subverted,

ain't what it supposed to be
I can't trust these women cuz they never stay around
I had you from the jump now we hittin on the ground
Love so lost it

just want every inch of you under my tongue
Aren't you flattered by the way that i'm diggin' you hun
I'm diggin' graves for the fuckboys walkin' you home

around, but they stay in they fence
Locked down in they perimeters, guarded by ninjas
Swords of emotions, challenge defenders
Reach for the highest limit,

Warning the following song
Feature shooting, drive by, murderers gangbanging...
I know this motherfucks doing all that shit
And guess what,guess

through with the strength you gave me 
I been anxious and feeling that aint been sacution 
By the King of kings the garden he was praying 
And I was on his

In America
You're a target if you're black
Walk around the streets
With a bull's eye on your back
Like they did to Walter Scott
The black man that

it
No aim for it
They putting fake by your name for it
Felt pain for it
I only pray you ain't displayed for it
Momma crying screaming your name
Crack

MAN:	Oh... come on...
WOMAN:	Why not? Let us know the truth! 
MAN:	Are you kidding? Do you really think that my path, which I have been following all my

the hardest I'm destined to win
Aint following them I been setting the trend
I put my girl on then she put on her friend
Incomes steady coming by the hour
I get

to call after hours
Old scrape yeah she fuck you like forever
Swallow cum by the liter
And she fuck you like juanita
About to hit the next spot following

sure to rep' the youth
Gotta help 'em you consumed
By the media causin' issues
Can't believe we came this far
Informin' people through my bars
Tryna

Can't be killed stressin' on it
We so complacent
Can't be complacent, sheesh
You won't replace them

Don't think they get it
Don't think they question

all swell, rum punches with Rob Caldwell
And you could tell Augusta that
I called to say
The following: "Fuck Paul LePage"
There's no way he can be from

revolve around you and your ride (no it doesn't)
Mommy and daddy never told you no (guess they never told you)
So I guess it wasn't really your fault
When

everything
I don't have a thousand following me so I must be a creep
Me and my eleven followers will be, on our way now
I was not around, I was lost and found

the racists
But if you show me hatred or hate me by any means
I'll take this thing up off safety, don't ever tempt me
Cause i gotta itch in this trigger finger

scuba gear
When i bounce i never bring back a souvenir
When it come to kick and the snare I'm never scared
You could tell by smile i wear from ear to ear