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safe
They ask me where I been I'm just in my bag
I don't do relationships they don't ever last
Pocket rocket on countdown and ima let it blast
And I will

don't wear anything from last year
They listen to my songs for captions
And I did it all from rapping
I remember there were nights when I thought
That I

imma have to toss
Doubt me you coming out a loss
Tired of rules so I became a boss
Now my songs are popping and they try to hop on
I ain't w it
Why you

I'm finna bring that bag home
Finna bring that bag home
Yo' hoe, my backbone
Nigga, fuck that boy, I done said it in the last song
I can't go nowhere

a type away
Demons come and they try to stay
I tell them I don't wanna die today
So I'm up all night lying wide awake
Here's the last song I try to make

Damn I never thought Our ship would crash
I thought this bond ran deep who knew it wouldn't last
And now we dashing out
Never stopped to think

themselves out

Well now I would say sorry about my last verse
But again, I can allow controversy in my songs
Like I don't give a fuck as you should understand

COVID
I feel it's time now, don't be the last to know it

Yeah-yeah, I feel it's time now (yeah)
You see, I'm always in this classic shit
Fallin'

diss me in your raps I ain’t letting shit slide
I was built to last forever cuss I’m one of a kind
Weather the storm
Hop up on that stage and go crazy

make legends stay retired
I'm admired, by every motherfucking person who's got brains on there person
I'll make your situation worsen
I've been cursin

The wires in my mind won't let me sleep til I'm free
from every endless struggle I made plans to escape
The last time I admitted I'd do better today,

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Exhaling, by my neighborhood, floating like a Boeing
Cuz I'm sure not fly, then again I'm not shy
When I'm the spotlight singing my song high
Howdy, What Yo

the snake pit
I am not the one you should play with,Steve Urkel, I don't have to take this

But FWM though, I'm not your first and you not my last
I'm sure

of IUP without a four year degree
Got robbed by the cops for a couple of g’s
I got a job just to try to pay the lawyer fees and
Low key sell trees, try

Last year I had a vision put yo sunglasses on
I'm so bright and so high they ask what drug am I on
You know your old music fye why don't you drag it

the side eye
Hit me deep so I had to get my mind right
Remember times I had nothing to my name
Even though I was at work all day
Last week of the month shit

songs say
I'm looking for ya in the daytime with a flashlight
Cuz you got me tripping, missing
How you give my bottom lip attention 
Sending my body into

They said I wasn’t built for this shit
All this talkin' man they ain’t sayin nuttin' come on

Ink smeared by my tears on the pages writin' my way out (Oh

if I made a mistake leaving my last job 
That's a long time to do anything
I never let it define me
Which was fine by me
But now I feel stuck in

bruvas wanna go to the league like D.Rose
Im trapped in the trap baby right by the peephole
Glock not a immigrant but its illegal
My bro state property

Charlamagne
But the feelings didn't last long shows won't blast the song
Thought I was Macchio they wouldn't put the wax on
Was more pissed than an alco during

of the last game
So I blow em out drop 50 on their last name
Fuck it hit 70 I'm out of remedies
Past help at this point but I out of empathy
Ain't tryna

the time for it
Brodie doing time ain’t trynna jack he trynna grind for it
Go against da grain you betta ask about the last one
Caught em by himself dat