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finish up this album
I love you
Stacks
Girl I got everything I want in life
But you not by my side
Everytime you come around I be catching butterflies
You

I fell in love with the streets yeah I got blind
Posted with a pocket full of money and my Glock 9
Momma wasn't getn' to me sad to say she stopped

to really get it in
Been hustlin' since a youngin' in the plot
I was down by ten, niggas tryna take my spot
Saw that vision through the lens, it's so clear

no more
Don’t get me wrong me love sex
I tried it all you better before you leave me door
You maybe believe that you
Can be in my life
Well a couple

to the beat
Fuck a heart on a sleeve
Greg Fock meeting parents
Don't love, feed a parrot
Go fuck up a marriage
Be something they scared of
Cause someone

this money that I been through
Sike, bitch I'm chillin', it's too easy for me
I ain't no fuckin' rat, I'm in love with the cheese
Big bro by my side got

You ever get that feeling, when your like damn
You need that person by your side
Like damn you know the feeling so right
Baby girl Its the golden

Damn ya bitch she eyeing me
She said I got the juice
Put down the guns
Let's get it with the twos
Fuck it this a quick draw
I ain't going playing by

niggas tell me who play
And bitch I'm a real brick baby by the way
Fuck being humble imma pop it in they face
Cause I was being humble
And humble had

Still contemplating my next step, they saying
Know when I'mma fly like doves
Y'all cry like doves, you mad cause we don't show y'all love?
"For us, by

faced
And changin faces
Fakin it till make it
Prayin we don't break
How much more can we take
Of the lie guided by the blind eye of faith
Down a path

okay
It'll be okay

Toss and turn through the night
Lose myself I just might go blind
Instead of losing another fight to an enemy
That's unseen
A feign

easier, should be easier, should be easier with time
Can't get you off my mind

You'd think that by this breakup I'd have learned
(How to keep from getting

grateful
For those who've pierced at me without valuable reason
Know only God can judge me I'm elevated 
And for the love that was implanted in me I'll be

to 10

Not tryna be interviewed by CNN

Only w Vlad then we hop inna jag

Hitting the dash whatever the max and we never look back

No, we never look back

2 Many Bitches

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Colton Grundy

2004

a alleyway, by a chickenhead
I don't love that hoe, and I ain't handcuffing
Too many bitches, and they turkies needed stuffing
Like this bitch the other day,

Getcha bets settled, know that I don't mud wrestle
Won't pocket-check you wondering 'bout where the real fans at
You can tell by the mail, Zelle,

their soul Manipulated by meds
Popping pill after pill that ain't real They're junkies instead
They imitate the life they see
Their favorite rapper on TV

shines in me
I could be blind'n I'm bind'n and teacher and prodigy
Psychology and philosophy always mind'n me
Remind'n me of who I am and who I wanna be

niggas can’t find us 
You a fraud almost let the handshakes and fake love blind us 

Counterfeit most you rappers fake you  Niggas counterfeit 
If that

and I climb with nothin but
Dollars peace love prosperity on my mind
I was blind I was lost I think I'm found
I push forward turnin' pages
These chapters

I just bought this beat called 333
I once thought I'd be dead in these sheets
One day I just stopped thinking completely
About being caught by police

allegiance 
I been having these haters in they feelings
Im strong though a couple strongholds 
I pray for those, God still love me even when im blowed
Nigga

that can't be taught
Depraved of the Lord now I'm saved I thank Him for it
Purchased by his blood was broken couldn't afford it
Sin will cripple lives