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gone stay with her
Nigga come around the gang you gone get paid with me
I just hit another stain and I brought gang with me
Yea I keep a bad bitch
Niggas

the fold out covers
And the crazy illustrations
I got older and bought my own records
By thirteen I had three crates collected, huh
And that's my pride, no

Wandering Daughter

Kimya Dawson

I'm Sorry That Sometimes I'm Mean

2002

a titanium sieve

And a castle that's built on confusion and doubt
Is a nickel within and a dollar without
Just when the shoes seem so big I can't win
I

All them bars you got, are them rhymes worth showin'? (Worth showin')
Time never stop, it just keep on goin' (Goin', goin')
Why can't I make it out

work glass
If shit slow up
I'ma look prettier in a mask
The cracks in the chip bag
The MAC by the trash
The 45 look big on his forehead
Shot him more

Everything is gonna be alright
I need a vacation
Easy living just to see the sights

Gotta make the best of what I got
Don't have to be a juggernaut
Flow

shoes still got the blues
Every day now is a fight I lose
I guess I turned out to be a lousy fighter

When I came to this big town
All important people

nigga said
Niggas they just be talkin, they don't know me
Fuck about niggas opinions I got the ambition
I re up on a zone I ain't smokin it's all profit

Haggity Faggity A Fucking - Break you off something from the homeless nun

Getting around on my street getting down with the beat I skeet looking

guess I'm supposed to be lettin you call me bitches and hoes to my
Face
Just look at ya, let ya fuck over me, ignore ya, then go by my way
Cut it out,

in thе store
If I was you, I'd be mad too
I just pulled off in a fast coupе
And in my right pocket, got thirty, all blues
Her mink on the floor
Told

all the fake loving
Are these perks legit where the hell did they come from
I’m feeling nauseous I might just head home
Lil boy I might have to Moss him

Doors slide open, my eyes wide open, my heart
Over focused, my mind's just loading my art
Pace my local, I place my loving at last
Can't be trusted,

Do you remember going to Astro Camp
When we were in 6th grade
They told us how the world would one day be enveloped by the sun
And everything we'd

to trust in the fact
That you got your own motives, turn a heart of gold frozen
Floating coping with the potion to hold off all the emotion
Living life like

Don't judge by my appearance cuz I will take off without any clearance
I'm not gonna fuck with someone who shoves their pussy in my face just to get shit

Kick in the door like Biggie did
Got a variation of barrels waiting
To get me rich yes I'm on the block with my
Philly lit in the 50's whip
With my

mentor no guidance just blinded by diamonds
Just living for rhyming forget my religion
For birds in the kitchen
My homie in prison I'm miss him
Pause
Shed

the trap by defending myself
Jealous of rappers with wealth
Envy their stacks upon stacks of these bills
Wish I could rack up a mill
Not just the scraps

Can't lax for a minute got to stay alert
Especially if you're moving around with that work
Cuz jealousy hurt just like Weezy said
In the next thing you

just look at Twitter instead
45 minutes go by I ain't left my room
Feel like I'm just wasting my time and watching YouTube
People yell at me from all

Walking down this lonely concrete
Other cars just pass me by
In a hurry going nowhere
And sometimes, so am I
A thousand miles from where we started

Verse 1
I started down in Texas
Then went up to Tennessee,
I figured out by 20
That the Devil followed me.
He had a proposition, 
A wager, some

sweeper
Like to chat? I can gift these subs like twitch streamers
But bit by bit I'm taking the whole resolution
From being X'ed out, started to feel like