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a 
""can't tell where my body ends and yours starts"" kinda way...
Nestling one palm to cup both your cheek and neck
No worries goes anywhere my limbs travel

Gettin called by a higher power, ain’t no need for a phone
On one times ten, barely sane and lifted
When I got the pen, y’all know I’m gifted
And alls I

me
I'm just like a Migo my bitches they bad and they bougie
She givin' up coochie for Gucci and Louie
On my grind on my hustle like Memphis no Rudy
My

pray at the altar 
Less you gettin stung by my
Zanpakuto
I suggest that you start running 
Cause otherwise I be gunning 
You better respect 
Cause in two

higher,
Pulled out a capsule and asked me "a man you fuck with pills or hydro's?"
I replied no I don't do drugs I don't need none of those,
c damn fight

So lets get it right we flexin' so hard
Bitches on the ride hopped out a lambo no parkin' spot
How bout your life
I took every chance to get higher

Duck for cover ft. Eleana Moore

(Verse 1)

Swag on a billion, better yet a higher number
Y’all aint ever seen, illest dude on the scene
A Lion in

One hundred five Americans will be gunned down today
In the land of the free
And the home of the brave
Forty will be murdered, sixty five by their

like d'oeuvres
Finger itchin steady trippin in the kitchen
Psychedelic mushrooms i'm on another mission
Miss me with that bitchin' no pot to piss in

waist 
And do some freaky shit you might like baby I'm your pusherman 
You like it when I lick it slow 
I could tell by your face that you want it more

I was wrong babe, i remember clearly as you talk dis
You say dis no be love, e be lust my love, and it eats me up recollecting this
Cos e dey feel

Dear God, I've been misbehaving
My life's becoming fast
This city ain't no joke, I often think I won't come back
And every day I'm waiting
For

see now
Taking off, and I like what I see now

[Verse 1: St Spittin]

Young fashionista fine & tender
You the one it’s no contenders
Come get lost up in

On this rap shit their ain't nobody higher
Spit lit on my pulpit, I'm backed by my choir
Time is of essence, adapt or you die
From making pure hits I shall

a hero, he a working man
My mama to this day wearing his ring on her hand
He went to war but didn't want to shoot in no one's head
That's why he bailed, did

Hey girl you my plus one
Take a trip to my past
That's the present, uh
No one else to impress
I don't trust none
You gon' wear away
You gon' rust, uh

bills by medics
Pharmacy test drugs 
Got you jetted 
Stay at home orders
Making paranoia more affective 
Mental health becoming a pressing objective

I

I ain’t on a highway, but I feel on a higher wave
I know drop from rain, by watching people’s loss and gain
See I, I didn’t have so much, but in all

I'ma call you bluff, call you bluff, call you bluff I'ma call you bluff

I'ma call you bluff, man, you ain't buff, man
You built like you got hit by

quite as original
As I
I'm like a hebrew speaking a negro spiritual
I'm motivated, mostly hated by generations
Of rap fans who don't know
How it was all

the substance of my rhymes is substances that I'm on
When people reach out man I need to reach back
Trying to go higher not be weighed down by the slack
Homie hit

Should've been left nigga that's what I was told
Now I'm getting this paper I never felt better
I'm sorry but naw this ain't no love letter
In the club make

trophy
I don't need no album budget, I record and make my own beats
Hit the studio all by myself, stand on my own feet
I'm a different breed, I do this

want forgiatos fuck it whips staying foreign they foreign now (Yeah)
When I'm rich nigga no you don't know me now (Okay)
Shit not funny now, best believe