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of fake friends
I lost some real ones too
Still moving by myself no one no group
No gun, no vest, no need, won't shoot
Just use my hands, all honor I prove

THE FUCKS GOOD!?
 
Supply and demand only the best filth
Clients want quality Cambodian breast milk 
I'm the Mufuckin' man blown by these fresh milfs 
While

All I see is red
While you laying dead
Wrists slit
"Oh shit!"
Start to cry and blame myself
Screaming "somebody fucking help!"
Oh shit what have I done

And I play it smart (Smart)
And I play my part (Part)
I adapt to the rap and I treat it like a art
Working by myself so you know I gotta strive 
9-5 job

the time bitch I'm all in
Balling by myself all the time start my balling
Needa reboot my life cause i'm stalling
If you want it you cannot be pausing
Fuck

ever switch
I was down bad but had motivation
And all my day ones 
I could never forget
They the realist
We been cool since back then 
Them haters hate

Come on let's pray
Dear Lord
Please forgive us for all the sins we have brought upon us
And look down upon us with forgiveness
For all the sins we

here getting told no for me
I can submit it to Spotify
All by myself
No worries
Cuz even Atlantic ain't guaranteed
To make it
It's Spotify curators
That

needs
Run up on me, you’ll get sent to the lord
Y’all gon' sit down and speak
Speak on the fact you disappointed your mans
It’s alright, my n***a, you did

Grandma waiting let all them years
Go by so I gotta chase it
All the stuff I been through nah
I wouldn't replace it the past and
The problems yea you know

cool tryna live all of your dreams through me
Naw I ain't no fool yeah yeah
We taking all the shots
James Harden on The Rockets we balling out

damn sake
I'm starting a campaign
For taking the bad days and sad days and filling them up so much that we convey
A different type of feeling you can

You gotta stall that so
Let me take this time that's for myself and all that
Being petty is really bad for my health, I wanna
But that person you only

doubt myself
It's some things you should never say
Secure my spot with all these godly verses
You wasting money but in your mind
I'm sure it's probably

You are listening to another Allday Chubby Boy mixtape
Hosted by none other than me, Allday Chubby Boy

I ain't been to Tokyo, I never been

so I ran again
Elected by the masses to restore rap justice
But, nah it ain't cash no
Y'all know it's Craft, heaux
That's word to those brave hearts

anymore
It's been over 20 years
She's been delivered from that
But I had to paint a picture
So I took y'all back
I saw my mama struggle real bad
Over

and clocking in watching on all my actions
Feeling as if I feel them irrelevant cause I'm past em
But you thinking that you know me I'm lonely stay by my

Truth Is

Tha' Hot Club

In the V.I.P. Room

2005

to myself

(Truth is) I never got over you
(Truth is) Wish I was standing in her shoes
(Truth is) And when it's all said and done
Guess I'm still in love

caps
Not touched by your hand any longer
It is now all unfolded
These socks
You have opened my eye to a broader sense of fashion
Will learn to do my

think about it what the fuck have you done for me except keep me company?
Did you really add value?
Most of these niggas ass backwards
Bad actors, happy

Gang
Boy, I start on one, I let y'all know
This gon' be the hardest and realest album y'all heard in a minute
Boy, it still ain't go
Ayy, I'm that

readin' Edgar Allan
Y'all been snortin' Freon
Watch me turn the key on
It's 'bout time i dropped this here
Every time i get management
They swear to me that

wine
Red all on her shirt she gonna make me give her mine
It's alright this bitch is fine no dine, uh
Go Ba ba ba, more than white people when sweet