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disappear wid di half ah annada man chin

I'm coming right up out that dungeon
I feel my brain malfunctioning
I'm coming back hard
Now look at here boy i'm

man that depends (Depends)
Was it, when my parents called it quits and I was caught up in the mix? (Aye)
I couldn't understand the shit but I guess I

What'd Lil Tuchie say? "Turn it up home boy!"
Feel my Savior in the building, that's my Abba, Abba
Can't live without the guidance of my Father,

godly
Not I'm not God, not implying
Just realize you low and I'm flying
I do not rely, I get by
Like a fisher, I reel in what's mine
Her tittiies they

on her knees
And I never f*** em solo I just f*** em by the threes
Money bag b**** yeah she all bout her pesos
She finna get it she do what I say so
Hunnid

for
Shattered by the impact of falling garage doors 
Jump the boards like parkour, what's the raw score?
I don't know I paused the game to rock

these niggas as on blast I'm so savage
If it's Spax then it's gotta be a

Way ahead of my peers I feel I've been here before
They still catching up

Stay With Me

Jack & Jack

Stay With Me

2018

feels like there's nowhere to go
And she walks in on Monday and everyone's laughing at what's posted up on the wall
The image on the bulletin made her

wild my pistol up, my windows down
She eat me up, I'm dinner now, clean me up, I'm dipping out
I can't get set up by none of these dog hoes
Skrill gon'

the an interview?
You should know by now I really do this shit, then hit the swimmin' pool
Then get my girl nakey up inside the inner tube
But what's the rap game

luxury car would be a Porsh-ah!
To drive by every shady whore snatching tracks like her name was Ken-Yah!
But no free rides, or meal tickets
No free rides,

ugly you sure you gonna thug with me
(By my side)
Tryna come up on the bubbly
Gotta double what they took from me (That’s right)
Press one button now

I be spazzing
But how I clean up my actions 
You couldn’t even imagine 
The way I would love you better 
It prolly wouldn’t even matter 
The way that

Dime up in this this bitch been in the game like I’m madden 
You playing games and you get a hit stick I’ll never be lacking 
On ever track I be

What a loophole, just run it up your poophole
Baby God will understand if put it in your can
That's the loophole, just run it up your poophole
You can

Cause I'm out here drivin on that lonely road
And I roll quick no I'm never rolling slow
What am I running from I don't know
But every morning when

Flipping the pages, reading the words between the lines
Stuck in the cages, no bars but caught up in yo mind

Caught up in yo mind
I just clean the grime

they used to be
My dogs, but now I drop them by the pound, cuz they switchin' up, like, what the fuck, you wanna
Diss on Skittle, then you better fuckin'

To harder

My mark is up there
But I'm living down here
Keepin it clean
I don't need to swear
To get a point acrossed
Forgotten
By some
Doesn't mean you are

up in me
Dancing in the flame, the umbrella is useless
I'm building off of what they cant, I'm your favorite nuisance
Look how we played this one its

much I wrote
Scribbles starting to feel like a black coat
Etched word by word right onto my throat
'Til they all spill out or I choke, man
Just breathe,

became vendetta/ to have the kid in muddy ground so close but yet I came up/
Free/ from all the smoke and spirits
Clean/ my system pick up frequencies

to SNU, that's right
If the task was last to
Get backstabbed by a pal
You wouldn't make it through the night
When I feast, I don't need a suit and tie

paradoxically
Only by your hand
And if in fulfillment you and I both get what we desire
Then where would that find us
Separated laughing all the while
Even in