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the Red Sea theory
I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn Zipporah
Tried to bring that fairy-tale life, you wanted horror
But my microscope couldn't

other, all about your people, now that's a true lover
Power to the people you formed out of them Gutters, no one can stop you baby, keep on pushing More

I stay with a "Smiffy" cause niggas is shifty, just listen, they spit with a slither
We up in the club, don't bring in yo bitch, 'cause you know I'm

out the back and start a fire in your trunk hoe

I'ma chase that bag I'ma get it fat
Never gon' slack never go flat never go back
Better know that

the blanket on the bed
Probably why I go to the bank
And take out all the bread
Probably why I don't go sleep in silence Cause too many voices in my head
That's

to smoke with ya
Now I smoke and look at pictures
Now you're not with us
And I'm pouring out the pitcher
Sipping liquor
Fuck my liver
Let my blood run

they fucking with
You a pussy bitch ass nigga
Hell na na he ain't bring his blick
Codeine activist I see
Lean lean lean all inside my piss

That bitch,

a bit lighter
Bring it on, you fools wan get it then come with it
My weapons all destroyer class retro fitted
I got nothing but danger for deep space

a fucked up jigsaw
You gon bleed out where your standing
Cuz my cut's uniform
NO
I ain't no longer gotta tell you where dis coming from
Is the hidden

the price decent I Bring a cup of bleach in
Iron man they named me Stark
I might need a change of heart
An my car hit the throttle wip it like a kamikaze
My

right
Need me all your attention
Chin up and chest out
Baby can you be my peace at ease
Don't ever let a hoe think
She got a one up on me
Cause I'll tear

They crawling on me, what I gotta do
It's seeping out my skin, but my blood ain't blue
Everything's dark even the lights dim too
Two shadows

feeling like Vince Carter how I'm ballin 
You don't bring nothing you not a father or a martyr you don't read
I took it from the city to the city of stars

it's Monday i don resume the stress

So i clear out my desk put my stuff in my bag
I don close for the day no dey whine me abeg
Before client talk, i cut

fucking white tee
Took a trip Miami, shooting shots I bring the real heat
Wake up in the morning pour a 4 get the lean and sprite
Popping Percocets so I can

Written out in cursive, you can read it how it's shown
Counting up the blessings,
I'm trying to be grateful
People got me stressed,
I don't get why they're

the fuck you tryna do? I'm gonna stack it to the ceiling
What the fuck you tryna do? I got my Glock, it tucked on me
What the fuck you tryna do? A hop out

fool
I don't make time to call
Can't like me to fool
I won't like that at all
Got a mall full of guys
Splash out have em all
You don't like them at all

my thickest straw's gettin' thinner, thinner, and thinner
She be no beginner, shawty had a past
Bring my shawty with me, I be tryna last
Blowing you

I can finally press play
Not living in delay
And every time I take a step
I'm stepping out on faith
Dear God
Just keep sane
The enemy prey
I don't

Had to bring the arsenal back
With the yards of attack
Got it all in the pack
Got the mind of a winner 
MJ 23 on my back
When I breath on a track
sneeze

the meat and these feelings are already 
Reeling the beast in!

We even
Looking for the kamikaze
Bring the thunder like Nami
Don't you understand I'm

a clearance sale that keeps the customers coming 
A blessing that uplifts your essence 
It brings food to the poor and delivers plenty riches to peasants

It's more fun living with a lot of cash
I'm bad
Bad
Just like that!
All these money make you bad
Do you want more bag?

We try hard to find out
What's