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and head to Mercury
Anything to keep me from thinking of reality
Cus' frequently everything fueled by negativity
Young boys dying in the street
Can't even

legs tweakin
She wanna chill with me
But i'm busy every weekend
Chasing that cheddar like a young boy cheesing
They telling me to stop with no real

abilities
How can you tell me I can't believe in the ish I done seen?
He's preparing me for the revelation, I'm staying prayed up daily
And I know that we

really high
I been really fly
Bitches always gonna lie
Keep a blunt rolled by my side
Fuck yo baby mama right
Cause my bitch been acting up
Fucking pussy

told y'all to stop taking pics
Picture me rollin can't picture me posin
I won't even pose for a flick
Don't know what it is wit these hoes
You give 'em

Lay down your top men for playlist placement
New waveforms made more
Played more, by me, than the people that it's made for
Boy we made lore, paid for,

Can tell by the aroma you know its not local
Talking bout loud well this shit here got vocals
Type of grade up the price without notice
Don't even wanna

stay in
I don't really feel like talking, feel like texting, feel like taking a call
Up everyday by 7:00, daytime stressing
Bedtime, I wanna fall
I don't

On my white boy rap shit
Motherfucker stop askin'
Questions in conversations shoulda never been backed in
Try to bring peace
If corny rappers would

By the way he love baloney
Chop scar your face, and I ain't talkin' Tony
Treat him like a child or young boy and leave him lonely
I keep it on me, it

I'm shaking your hand, I did that by mistake

Travis Scott, Rager, I'm here for the stage
Feeling like Thugger, My slimes ain't afraid
TMZ News, They

not welcome to keep feelin' this hill in with villains
Stealin' a fuckin' diamond to grind em with motherfuckin' trash

If you're after the cash

on the block man it's only the fam
Turn ya back on me you failed the exam
Hit my jack Siri tell me it's a scam
Shoot me an email it might go to spam
Sneak dissin

I'm blessed up, tell em I'm next up... they stressed up, that sba play was they best lunch... I'm tekd,fully auto ripping that vest up...I recked

Why you gone do that? Nobody gone catch that
This that, even if they missed that
What happened to that boy? 
No what happened to that bitch? 
That's

out the soul out the frame
You just tell the world I got game
Keep your mouth closed, you my last in the game
Show love forever maintained
Free my nigga

wanna line me, forgot my pole
Called my brodie tell em pull-up , yea and fight with me, we was by the store
Yeah, I got some cases that I'm still

Did this by my lonely
Had to distance from some day ones, they start acting phony
Told my boy keep me in line, he move like Mr. Moseby
Only one that

tell me how you promise that?
Would of never trusted you if I knew this way way back, yeah
I was at my granny house
Rollin' dodi on the couch
I was

stop i knew dat shit from da beginnin
Found my bag now I'm in it Imma stay here for a minute 
You talkin shit about me make sure you tell em I'm winnin

They What ya got ? 
Tell em 
Shit i gotta whole lot

an everlastin feelin cuz the impact is like a marked heart, mine was stolen by you the moment our eyes locked, how did I find you no knock, wen you look into my

me with someone else
Boys don't cry, i can tell
They're filling, filling like waterwell

I disappear today
And i'll be far away
Beyond the hills,

(complete it)
One more for the city and that's how you bleed it
The more you gonna get it
Go play with her kitty
Ha, I swear it's so litty (tell 'em)
Man down