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when he came home
Pain in my voice can't you tell by the tone
I need a sweet life like my name Brenda Song
I ain't been happy I promise this shit been

or massages
These songs are like collages with my lyrical barrages
Like five dimensions by my brother Burgess
All the tracks on the cover art I really see his

Tdot you a bitch lil fat ass shit this my last time saying your name in my song
Roll up a wood now I'm so gone
Walking him down all on my own
You

Artist at mind
Swear I'm the last of my kind
I go the hardest you'll find
No I'm not signed
Don't put my name on the lines
Don't mix ya name up with

a life full of stories to share so there will always be more songs
Used to walk around face down like Eore, see yours, and feel like I need your love
I've

own wave and not feel overwhelmed by the end of the day
All I do is sit down to create
With an intermittent dose of videogames
And when I'm feeling

songs they laughed and they left
Wait till the end, Ima laugh last
Shout out my guys, showing me love
Focused on winning, not on the fame
I'm going

tha
Kaash ye sach hi ho jaata, toh main
Sochta kam aur chalta zyada
Huh, ye dimaag bhi kaha le jaata hai, radio on karta hu
"And for our next song

been through
It's been hard it's been hard
When I had nobody
I could always count on you
I'm gone say I love you just in case this the last time
Life's

on your dick
I don't care what y'all on
Dog I know that I'm dope
Think you hot
I'm like nope
Put my life in my songs
I give my niggas hope
I been grinding

Would've survived them shots?
What if Duck ain't make that
Last song dissin' his opps?
What if Biggie knew what happened at
Quad when they hit Pac?
What if

that's another (Yeah)
I can't even cook, I eat ramens (Yeah)
I can't even talk to my brothers (Yeah)
I hope I'll get better anytime soon
I'll start by

as cheery as he used to be.

Jack, this is the last loaf of bread. 
Please go and sell the cow tomorrow 
and get some food to eat.
Yes, mom.

While tossing

havn't a found out how to numb it all away
Yeah I'm talking bout you, you know I'm talking bout
Remember when I wrote that song for you
I was so angry I

emotion
Not even troubled by commotion
It's just the way that I grew up
Ain't no devotion
To anybody that gets close and
Yeah imma young kid
Mixed kid
Far

bout mines

No gang LF
We gone grind until demons up in hell gone rest
Tryna shine until light change at my last breath
I'm the man in the booth see red

Money counter go brrrattt
My hands go sllllllatt
This the money verse
This is the money song
Rebirth of motherfucking Mata
Agh
I just wanna sleep in

looking for him
I'd play my little songs in the car next to you boo
She bob her head and say, "damn! Oh, that's you?"
But by the last anthem, I was feeling

feel like I'm there sometimes
Sometimes
I'm in heaven with you
Writing in my notes for a week straight
It been twenty two days last time I seen faith

by
These days like living in dreams
Cause you came and a part of me died
When I write the songs I wish
Tear drop could come to my eye
Best case my

all my mistakes

I've learned all this by myself
I didn't need the help of someone else
The last thing I have to say
It's just me all the way
And no, I

on playing punk gangsters
And we're gonna land on you
Hard
You understand?
Go get your gun
The one you sing about in your songs
You've been frontin' since

that are now forgotten
And what I mean by that
Is I never lost focus
Of where my goals where at
Though I may have not strategised right
When I first took

conversate and leave a song of somethin' just playin'
You could tell me about your ambitions, you could tell me about your moves
I could tell you about my