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She called late, I never care what her friends say
They the type of people hanging by the Freeway
Rolling doobies post it on their Instagram and flex

standing there lookin like an Aphrodite
Tell ya girl friend better hold on tight
Girl we going up higher than the satellite
Love how I do it with a passion

She gon float on me like water
She hate it when I don't call her
These niggas they flop like a fish
I can tell it's a snake by the hiss
These niggas

fucking a chief when I give a command niggas listen to me (hold on)
Niggas be in they Tweets really talking 'bout beef til we slide down they street with

Jack and I just want to die
So throw me in the lightning chair and let The Thinker fry
I got my heart attacks, I got my ever-sigh
Brother, would you hold

cooking up its gone blow straight out the beaker
Won't judge by the cover but I can read them
Im threading the needle
Im too indecisive
I can not make up my

The gang got matching chains and they roll with straps
Just poured the purple that shit got me feeling woozy
She been by my side I'll make sure she ride in

the night
She gon hold it down for this life
Tell me what you know about this motion
Leaning back and forth on this potion
Tell me what you know about this

wear the jersey
I respect you rather get your money right and hold hands
Run it up so we can elevate the program
What you gon do love choose me or still

go, but by faith
I praise you lord cause you took away the hate
You took the pain and you too the rage
You let the bird free up out of his cage
You let

Motherfuck everybody quick to looking down on me
I'm on my lonely by myself feel like i need to medicate
Die a legend living as nobody cuz people fake
Deez

on, aight?
As my time be movin' by, I'll be rockin' Lou' Vuitton, naw
That's that poshy boujee on god, I just need a studio mic
This that passion too

Ain't got the
Ain't got the
Look
Cause I'm the E N I G M A
Get it, uh to put it in lay
I'm the Flow that doesn't backs down
And spit furious bars by

Dropping my demons down into the verses
Tryna be more independent of all of my feelings
By stacking this paper up right passed the ceiling
They'd die for

hold Moët
Similar to Paul Laurence Dunbar
From the crew you thought was just all chorus and one star
I'm one sixth
of a click that run shit
while

been fearful as Hero
So don't you dare shed a tear for me
Just hold my hand as I'm drownin in this

I been so lost 
I need someone to show me forgiveness

aware my whole presence
Is something seen in a sci-fi flick
I fly wit the squad or I'm by my dick
Watch me rip whatever I touch i'm so imperial

thinking bout hitting, Truckloads better know imma get it get it get it
Searching for a deeper purpose to this life I live, Can you hold up do you got

You always talking about leaving me
Your girls encourage you
She tell therapy or spirituality
One or the two
I pray to god I never lose
Her by my side I

could you run it back by me
Sit it on his fade even though it ain't Friday
Throw it back like it was a Thursday
I'm his main, it ain't gotta be Wednesday

up
Talk back to me? Better hold your tongue
Walk by yourself to the bag I run
I'll be alone for I hang with the bums
You fit in with the lames

gone stop it
Just keep on starin' and watchin'
What you smokin' on
Hold on it don't really matter
Come and fuck wit' me
You take two puffs you goin'

going through my life without the purpose to survive
Its like the air I breathe is a trap
Hold my breath its almost over
Cause I'm forgetting how you took

the fuckin road
I don't even know no
Hold up wait a minute
What's a backwood that you blow
Smokin on the gas I had to pass it to my bros
Damn
To the bros