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When I strike on 'em I'm like lightning, yo
The nights get cold, I don't like this
I be climbin' ropes, hopin' I might just blow
Though I've been alone

It's neon baby, when you turn it baby, leave it pulsating like a cop car
I ain't ever try to see you lately, so we never linked up like the past, uh

picture
I'd rather get you out my way
Before I get up wit ya
Take them out the frame
If they can't see the bigger picture
Take a toke in, blow the stress

Iight it up and feel the rush
                            
Is this how you wanna be remembered?
Doing blow on side streets
Cold like December 
Is this

blow out my nose
Airborne in a corkscrew 
With my horns two
I’m scoring on the left
I’m scoring on the right
I’m flooring yah in Florida
World finals in

on my grind, writing whatever is coming to mind
Leaving the past behind, hold up, still an unsigned
Mastermind, killing these rhymes Every day just

So long past gone that ship has sailed
They lay there alone in the wind and the hail
In the dark of the night in the sunshine haze
They gave up their

on this hench ting
When I'm in central, yeah they see I get a mention

Stay trending Yeah I'm busy nowadays
I ain't got the time So don't blow my line
Cause

ride for my Rydah
You know
Just tell me the truth, I'm dropping the past in booth
Watching you tighten the noose, got nothing to lose
Sanity slipping,

and blows, I'm coming straight for they heads.
Decapitate 'em.
They music has become over saturated.
Looking back, I'm glad I made it just the way that I did.

the right way
Going through the struggles got me feeling crime might pay
Tryna chase a check I might blow that shxt the next day
Spent so much on the bills

and fuck cracker, I havta flow faster
Go faster, blow passcha , no question, won't ask ya, these bastards, disaster, all tragic
Don't matter, this shit here

Can’t keep a text going way past two days 

Tell me tomorrow and now it’s today 

Lying to my face like judge and Judy 

I don’t understand why I keep

The mind pours from the glass
Molded
Yet formed with the eyes of the past

Code changed to the bone
Full sail from winds, blow
Waves toward clarity

on one
What a sensation it be a feeling 
All of them ppls they coming to see

Making the best of all situations
Procrastination a thing of the past
The one

Following the surge of a heart
That's where I began to start
Pulling in the anchor of the past
Painting present presence like it's art
A million frames per

Devin Leary passes niggas when they blow the bullets
"Oh, shoot, Duck!" niggas screamin' when I pull it
Lyrically murder, jumpin' hurdles, how I do it

hard to comprehend i go hard here
Tryna wrap a rapper up like a Souvenir
Yea I know it
in this rapping shit I’m half past goated
Can’t compare me I’m in

the paint do

If I need work done, I call up the same dude
She keep bringing up the past, that's case closed
I've been focused on my cash, the bankroll
I got

in perfect time

Having a drink to calm me down
Is a nightly occurrence now
I’ve tried to slow the pace
But it all just blows up in my face
The drinks

mhmm
Bekomm was ich will und Hater platzen vor Neid 


(Tcha Money Boy) 
Young Rich Motherfucker 
Early mornin trapin
Walk inside the Mall und blow die

a week I wanna blow out my brain
Jonathan got major pain so just call me Kang
Trying to conquer big goals to put respect on my name
I'll probably fucking

half-past no by the time I get home
Never forget it's all you ever wanted as it takes its toll
It's time to let this thing go

Do what you like do what you

A hurricane that just lays down
On its way to blow away a town
It stops spinning round and round
Yeah that's me with you
An outlaw that's hung up his