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something that is ancient that belongs to us.

paint on my hands
Uhh

everyday's a glorious one 
smellin' a fresh assortment of orchids 
in the fortress

Trustpass
Intro
Maintain be in the Bess is the name of the game Driven by my hunger at my pain all the rest from a test will be shame feel the blood

rappers are my kids
I'm like
Wooh
Lil homie you should know me
Way the pay respect you would think that I'm a OG
Running out style you remind me of that 4G

due
Or a standardized test burning through my pencil
Easy on the mental
Gentle on the heart let it flourish like a petal
But I got goals like Messi
Hoes

Spent all my dough on my linens
Lack the melanin to be embellishing
Lyrical Ritalin Hellish and riddling
What the Hell is it
Just a middle man blessed by

(MichaeLAngelO, press some buttons)
Look
What a day
Gots my racks today
Me n' Love take a drive, that's my day-to-day
Can't believe in the haters

paths, and spin the block, they gone be feeling a way
(Uh, yeah)
(Should I call him
Should I tell him how I feel
Like, what the fuck is on my mind
I just,

by that No Tamin logo/
cnd my man, Mr. James, know you was a major key/
From them boombox frees, to the shows at Ms. Lees/
cnd another, I gotta give it

First, you hit the corner
Then you dump the burner
Weavin' through the shit like
My name was Sojourner
I'ma take you on a journey in one direction

you gonna leave the way you came
Check my homie Sean Digs doin' life plus one
(So) when he called me collect to accept I press one
My Benz is your Benz,

fuck all these hoes I'm just gone let it spray hop in the getaway
I'm gone give all of these preachers some hell today
I do this my way I don't see

God put my blood on the cross
Please forgive me for my evil
Nobody else knows
I confess my sin through my mafia flow
This big lair should have had

the time you get your food (ah?)
It's been through like fifty hands (ahahaha)
I stay with the yayo like 50's man (like 50's man)
I wanna get my reload in

a dragon
Fuckin' your bitch, in the back, bumpy like a wagon
Fuck that bitch it's lookin' wavy
This shit just got way too crazy
Eating chocolates to get by

too late, too late for forgiveness
The way I used to give my all, you would think it’s Christmas
What we do is what we do, nobody’s business
Through

Danny Torrance
That's due to God and ones that came before us, deposit game and paid it forward
To Angel and Kade, my boys Adam and Nate
Connected through

on the dash
Got the Scatty outside, with a Baddy by side to match
Got the gas in the ride, my nigga don't pass me the match
Fuck the competition, you press

Because this shit don't last forever 
Bleeding out for my cause
We don't do it for the fame
Or a round of applause

You know we all going down
One way

the stash
Gotta flash 
All my goals I gotta thrash
Don’t wanna be put on blast in my future by my past
So I press on the gas
Just working on recording 
I stay

cause I live it by faith, can't break, got a whole lot at stake
And I really gotta really gotta make my place
Ah, let me catch my breath man
Built bold

cut the cake
It's my birthday so let's go play
Send me nasty pics lookin' thirsty
I'mma quench it for you
Get this verse laid then I'm on my way for

press my pen down too

Come on, just sign the papers
Don't make me stay in the room
From the end of my name I swore I saw daylilies bloom

Come on,

some deceit, so who are u to judge
I like to cope by gettin' drunk and gettin my Benjis up
Cause I got paid off the pain and now I'm really up
Huh,

condone violence 
Say I favor Nick Cannon, I Been wilding 
Ran through them friend groups, with a grin smiling 
I repent for my past, I was so childish