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Dear Psalms

Sunz of Man

Western Rhymslingers

arms
I was charmed by your love and your spirit was warm
While you was out doin' wrong, I wrote you this song
Sweet Psalms, I miss you since the day

the line wit my foot
N I run wit my feets
Then drop kick yo ass wit both my foots
Runaway doing all three and see me usin
3x
My foot my feets my foots

This

filled with Christian cheetah (yup)
I learned to fuck to songs written by Missy Misdemeanor (yup)
In every life I've known, believe I've been a mystic

(Plotting, Plotting)
Plotting album three at the age of nineteen
I've grown up so much my first LP
Questions inside of me
They constantly fighting me

Cause I'm in this by myself
Never needed any help
No friends
No Crete
But I'm still up in that heat
Wanna pull up next to me?
Get Blast! That's on G
I got

Three, six, D-D made a joke about her chest
On some real shit
Know niggas talking on the low
On my new shit like
You ain't fucking know?
(está muy oscuro

"Friday, December the twenty second, 1911. Camp 44, about seven thousand one hundred feet
Temperature, minus one. Barometer, twenty two point three

with hits
Just like a Beretta
Beats coming
It's just me running
This business
Pumping out songs
Trynna get to three hundred
Like a Spartan I'm
Going

imma hustle hard until I die
Ain't no pouting round here nigga pennies by nigga pie
Thats my slice of ghetto heaven
I talk to god fuck the reverend

started slowly in my 40’s 
By that time I had 3 shorties
Would've been 10 but she decided
We couldn't afford how I got excited

So she got fixed, and I got

three
Being a high school student isn’t easy in every sense of words
From tests to finding love
Yet there’s me, who just doesn’t see the point
Hey there,

look two different book same page
Front on the range but the beat's contage
Stuck to your feet for 3, 4 days

It's real too real like film projectors

hardwork pays
But the time shows, they’r big deep fakes
All I see is them doin mistakes
To sell whatever the f they have in lake 
By consuming buying n

write a book what's the name how to trap again
We was down by three I brought us back we on that map again
Fuck it bring some papers and some grab we

on Trust Fall 3 still ain't learned how to trust 



No more fake love songs

I don't wanna hear that shit no more

I just wanna hear some real shit

mouth, false uppers
Sirens and lights all up, red alert
Hey look, I'm in fashion now, like Rad Allure
Baited by the vermin you know the rat'll lure

I don't write songs for cheese, I write 'em for Cheesus
Nah I'm no believer but I got time for the geezer
It was based what he said about the eye

The problem with pickin up pennies off pavement is something that is understated today
And I don't know why all these people ain't savin' and puttin

[ INTRO: MC Shan ]
She used to tell me that she loved me all the time
I'd turn to her and say that, "I'm
Infatuated by your lovely smile
And some day

I'm not concerned with clout
If you want me on a song
it's a pretty penny now
I risked my life a thousand times
For love for what it had me stuck

you done
And I ain't gon' need to say,""After their guns""
We was out trappin' 'til we see the sun
You play, you die, I say it in every song, I don't

what we do 
And you and you!
From me to you!

So I'm tryin stay sane while there's needles in veins 
Like a MG42 we putting holes in your brain, you

Shoutout to X
Let's get it
This that true love bro
Most people can't find that shit
Yea, real rap
I'm just doing this song to have fun bro
Let's get

The whole world lies 
and I’m just being curious by myself 
You either take a world
Or steal a heart and nothing else
I always get attacked
When you pull