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Shitting on paces , so the faces that didn’t  catch up, are running on low self esteem made by inferiority 
damn! I’m a god! xenophobia a sin , I sent George

outa bondage
80s baby cooling off in my drawers
Played in the fire hydrant getting hit by a car
Momma screaming stay down got to wait for the law
Should

got real street cred
Healed deep wounds
Old skin I had to shed
BIGG Scarface
I keep one loaded by my bed
Come on in and say hello if you wanna meet my

a beam for a fuck nigga problem
A problem with problems surrounded by snakes
And rats at the bottom
Screamin' for help get ate
On my momma
No sleepin', no

meaning to brag
"Wow his flow got better” and I know thanks
Back in p’s basement corona brought back the crew
Imma take my baby out to watch the sky glitter

Cause my family need 
Put that vision with action 
Ain't have no time to just dream 
Turnt the hate into energy
Fought as long as I breathe
Friends

George
Who had their prayers ignored and hit the singing doors
I had nothing to be late for, blending in by looking bored
On the train, I read the ads

the weather
They say action and I jump when I need to
You just only catching bits of a preview
I believe you
Transparent niggas is see through
Fake friends
In

posts from models

Give them a heart cause mine is hollow

No

Oh no

I don’t do no follows

You got jokes

Apollo

a mill in game

Like Gil and Wallo

Tennesse Whiskey
George Dickel by my side
Bringing me back to your arms

Too late to avoid a boar
The red Chevy bangs the beast
and rolls on down the ocean

Jonny his friend passed
Ed Edd n Eddy reference
We ridin' like Kevin
Don't need The Furious Five to decipher the message
I'm on the edge of retaliation

I am the prodigy
I’m probably something you’ll never be
You not my friend or my enemy
You just a dude i would pass in the streets
I promise I’ll say

Aye, you see that Brunette with the tattoos
She got a cork in her hand and a wine bottle
Walking by thinking damn I wish I had you
I'm bouta pull up

When I did, I had purpose my friend.


I’m refusing to stay down.
I got my father working my case now.
All my trials and all my fears,
Look so small in

Hello, rainbow
What an afternoon you've chosen to appear to us
You're lookin' quite, quite lovely
How are my friends, those clouds?
Sweet, sweet

da, da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da, la-da-da
La-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da-da

You can't make me cry anymore, don't try
If you see me walk by, maybe you

You've been fucking with my head
Do you still have those bedsheets that I sent?
Back when we were friends
Yeah back when we were friends
He's

I've been hearing 'bout what you've done
You've replaced me with another one
And though you've known her just a couple months
I hear you're sayin'

to stare
Baby, I was by your side when you were hurt and shedding tears
But you just wanna stay friends and, girl, I guess it's kinda fair
I wish I told you

She Does It

Mott the Hoople

Drive On

1975

by the hand,
Then before too long you'll reach the promised land,
Any problems that you've got she'll understand

She's more than just a friend ...

You got a small circle? it's got to be right
You got to have friends that are always tight
Always down for the ride always down for the fight
They'll

thank you for the pain that you've caused for me,
or what you've got me through, by tht things that you do.

i feel blessed,
i feel blessed,
i feel

Hyde's cover of "Careless Whisper" by George Michael. Sung in all his Engrish glory.

I feel so unsure
As I take your hand and lead you to the dance

(Yeah that's crazy George)

Bitch was acting nuts
So I told that bitch to block me
Everybody hating, but nobody can stop me
Got all of this money
So