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civilization
Vibrations Malcom Little how my cause will split the nation
Myke told me there's a Castle in the Sky for you and I
Replied "can't get each other

fake
call me sick,
call me a nazi
I'll blow down your little house and cripple your posse
your victim I am not
I am a tiger
don't mess with me
I got

(Phew) hey (Phew)
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Me and Stan just fucked up AT&T
Me and Stan just fucked up AT&T
Me and Stan just fucked up AT&T
Me

John Mara
Ima beast, big foot, cubrecabra
'member ridin dreamin big in Opa Locka
Bumpin Chevy Ridin High, high by the water, Saint
Turnin every block up,

bros that loved to save hoes like it's the last dance
Gon' tell me to throw the whole bitch away
Then go wait by the trashcan
Them ain't the niggas I

deeper boy you almost skipped the marrow
I don't really know
I don't really know
Yada yada
Yada yada
My goldfish took a little holiday
Left me feeling sour

girlfriend
Little did I know her intentions to get with me void of the weighted emotion
Got a text next to my dad, out by the weekend
Swallowed everything

Form guerilla hands to pick me up by eight
It was a sweet night, the weed gates don't stay open late
Check my bank roll, remove the tints
? is pet charm,

Alcoholics Anonymous, livin' like hippopotamus
Fuckin' 'round with the Oculus, digital me is wildin', I'm free
God watchin', I'm gettin' hit by the breeze
I

TRUST ISSUES Lyrics:

By: Robbie Nova

Intro:

You know what’s crazy, cuz all the things that .. You were accusing me of, You were actually doing.

like Moses my wave like the ocean
I live what I talk i don't just quote it
The price of my life Christ wrote me a quota
I said that I'm ready He told me

Blame

Jesse Rutherford

&

2017

to your mother
Or you might get smacked by your mother
Cut a little slack for your father
'Cause he's never comin' back

Is being sober hopeless?
All

Look, I get what I want, cause I know what I want
If I'm betting on me, I'll never go broke Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
I know all

on niggas (twice on niggas)
Grind hard, clean up nice, call me Lysol, niggas (yup)
Talk slick, we blow your groove back (grrah, groove back)
Windows up,

I never cross the line with it
Never drop the ball, never led the league in fumbles
I know if they hit me, then my big homies touch you
Even lil' bros

Ayy, O'Mero, you ain't in

Pick me up when I'm down, My cousin know that I been hurtin' since I was little
I kept quiet before this rap shit I done

Just turned 21 like Savage
Caviar with a bad bitch
Too many fake friends around me had to drop all the extra baggage
Now I'm up in the studio
With

They feel I'm On My Feet
I was like little bro you ain't got to lie
I had to talk to the other bro to get the other side
Take a trip to Texas
Having fun

and drinking
When I feel like nothing is gonna be bringing me anything I can enjoy
I can remember when I was just a little boy
I was so innocent I didn’t know

house got wind
By the threatiness of his death threats I could sense he felt chagrined
He tracked me down at the Riviera as I was about to say I do

a little it's a lot now can't fall in love baby not now
cnd I'm back for the summer time how ironic that I'm hot now
Okay, they got me started
This is my

at sea
Watching it pass a little boy by the coast of Gallilee

Sometimes I want alcohol and alcohol wants me
I'm shouting at his birds to pass this message

be save me
I know what they want
But this here for me
Idk care to belong
They talk about
Wants
But this is my journey I blead on These songs
To many

got killed by the Half-Blood Prince
Tryna diss me? See that coming from far
Saw a girl sitting by the potion bar
She told me she was home alone