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finally focused on my big dream
But it seemed like it might
Be a little too late
Felt a cold rush, chill in the guts
Blue in the face
Too cold to scream,

me
I really don't mind
I don't think about you while I'm writing these lines
Too much time to waste
Also kinda late
Also kinda feels like you're gonna

five Little soldiers
On my word though I'm not cured, still so much work to do
I'm proof though, if you hold too much hurt, just drop it all
And recoup

too much, but I'm just doing my thing
Take another little sip before I go to sleep
Yeah

barkin', man
Hangin out late night, off the shee-ba
All's we heard is they got what they de-served
See up in trojans, spit the game a little more than

All of the colours are brighter when you’re younger
The good times used to last a little longer in those summers
Times changed, things are moving so

And surrounded by some actors
Tell me what the fuck you feel
what you feel, what you feel, what you feel ay
A little crazy’s imperative in a world of hysteria
My

Heyyyy
Where's my glove and ball?

Springtime
A little welcome mat for summer
Springtime
Because the winter was a bummer
Find a shady tree where I

So we waited for the sun to set going over why we sleep late
Some fries on the side and by the end, we both got matching keychains
I’ve known you for

can rise above
If we don't act soon
It might be too late
Think of thousands dead and dying
While he claims he's so great

I got a letter for

of giving up my day shift
Dropped my last album that shit was for the ages
So now I came back, how's this one for your playlist?
I was up late night scrawlin'

character ain't died yet
Chew me up and spit me out
And left me there to digest
Playin' a little too much lately
They never want me to go crazy
I ain't sayin'

it's a very specific ceremony
Designed to unleash these emotions

Yeah, Heavy Metal Kings, yeah, look
In the whip, spray the block
We was starving too

spend a little
Too much of personal time just
Tryna make some better music
Now what the fuck is that? Hell of a fantasy
You can tell my family I
Said that

Well, I guess I should start out by pouring my heart out
So I don’t know why I seem so emo
But sometimes I can’t tell the demons from the people

a minute, hold up
Wait a minute, yeah
Give me a little more time and I'm done.
I felt myself too much to give you just one
They want you to shine but never

and quirky is the quickest way for you to draw me in 
I’d prefer some ro and sushi than go to a party

There’s way too much hate on my plate 
And the rate that

never tease
Always clutch with the touch never duck in the crease
Too much of that stuff ain't enough of the free

Try to stay up in my lane steer it

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truly too late
I'm flirting with death, literally
These thoughts getting harder and harder to push aside
They're gaining momentum, and now they're moving

Dead 4 Life

Sicx

Dead 4 Life

on that note
That one little rock get lit up, hit up
Better toke that shit up, too much to take
But better make that blast last, but she spliff too fast
How

think that it is good for us to step back
And think about what all of this means: might need to cut back
You see we all do way too much in this digital

these days what it all seem to be
Is too many assumptions too many talk about nothing
A lot of people mentally folded but out here bluffing
And that's

to get in my skinnys
Bitch get lost
Mansion with the gate, I got too much space
I'll get lost
Little baby just told me to slide
Told her to meet me outside