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mattress
It's time to get woke
Realize recognize
The real lives Separate
The fake shit from real lies
First round draft pick big prize
Shooting my shot like

prison blues
Man fuck them motherfuckin' prison blues nigga (Ohkay)
Hard times bring the savage out a real nigga (Bring the savage out me)
Yeah I'm with

see it as you)
I just lived in your lie
I need to live my own lie
Telling them that you feel unwell
When you made my days double hell
You're here

a psycho
Got my head in a blizz
And a twitch in my eye cuz I realize
Death is by my side got to pay the ride
With lives and ammo
Trade my soul with the devil

conscience motherfuck how you feel
Yeah you think you'll get away with it but bitch, you gon' pay for it
My feelings you can't play with it I swear you got me

tell her
By now you should know girl
My house to yours i'll need no T fare
Can't wait to kiss you, feel your silk hair
Thoughts roll my mind when I think

with my dad, it’s real shit
Used to bout throw them hands, real quick
Never used to understand what i did
Never used to understand how i live
Now that

to live it
Chosen one since birth Wale I am the gifted

Dark times creating lyrics super bright just know
This year ima shine I'll be your light
Was a Danny

Yeah let's get it lets go
Triple six seven eighty-five I feel I live in the middle of nowhere
Yellow tape around the neighborhood, I got a feeling

know that I'm wild
Checking all my stories just to see if I lied
Too good to be true, I know my demons was right
I love the feel of your lips and I swear

that bitch
Roll up on a prick and just get live
Uh I know some of yall are surprised that I think about this shit all the time
But it feels like I ain't

What up punky Brewsters
I'ma grab you by your motherfuckin' pigtails
And make you scream like a pig wails
Bottom line when I sat and I bumped this

niggas wasn't real
Put a bag on a opposition head
Presidential bill's gotta keep it
Going till my ass hit a fucking mill
Skrrt
Skrrt
Skrrt
Do the dash in

a smile
That's vacant and awakening hatred and pride
That they can't deny making their lives feel fleeting and brief
Trace arteries to the heart to see it's

Young a real shooter step back clips wit ranges too
Space coupe off to Mars gang surrounded by stars lil shawty you know I can't fuck with You
Told that

nothin' leaks
Nothin' reeks of fake in my lane, I rake in the real
Feel the peel of fake off the walls when they crash down
Lash out at the record for

But not once I felt what this idol feeling was like
Now people scream Adam Blad like it's always been around
What was life like before I was drowned by

Lonely

Nana

Too Much Heaven

1997

Remember first time we met day one
Kids in the garden' playin' games heaven' fun
Excitin' and amazin' havin' a real friend of mine
Face to face

a diamond Patek, that's a million in cash
None of you niggas can get to the bag
Chasin' a foreign who lives in my bag
Give her a dub, she spending it fast
I'm

fucking talk

Here I go
Mystikal
Here I come
Don't judge where we at
Look where niggas is from
For real...
Most my guys lost they lives at 18 
Crazy thing

the love, doesn't mean that's how they feel
High attracts the fake and the low brings out the real
My feet on the gas, never had it on the break
Appreciate

dick that she can feel in her whole stomach
On top of that I keep it real why you hoes stunting
I can't believe you niggas on that "Let me hold

only right, yeah
Get it how I live it in between, and you know that, yeah

Still we chasin' dreams
Everything ain't always what it seems
They ain't give

chemically 
I can't point out myself I don't know my identity 
You murdered me bitch this shits really a felony 
I can't believe that this feeling is real 
Why